After work yesterday, Girlfriend wanted to stop by a local sweet shop to order balloons for The Kid's birthday party. She says she'll only be a few minutes, so I park out front and wait in the car.

And wait.

And wait some more.

Fortunately I pretty much always have my PDA with me, so reading an eBook passed the time pretty quickly. When Girlfriend finally gets back to the car, she explains the delay.

It was The Crying Woman. The nickname isn't relevant to the story, so perhaps I'll explain it another time. I'll just say that she's one of my clients. The most important thing to know about this woman is that she's exceedingly indecisive.

She was at the sweet shop picking out some bulk candy. ONE PIECE AT A TIME. This sweet shop orders some candies but they make most of their own chocolates. They have probably 60 varieties of by-the-pound treats. The Crying Woman was basically picking out one of each.

She'd ask for ONE raspberry almond turtle. The poor twenty-something behind the counter would get a sanitary plastic glove and some small tongs, retrieve one turtle, weigh it, wrap it, tag it, and set it near the cash register. Then The Crying Woman would ask for ONE cherry almond turtle, and the process would begin all over again.

Girlfriend told me there were about forty tiny little baggies waiting by the cash register. If another clerk hadn't noticed that Girlfriend hadn't been attended, she'd probably still be waiting behind The Crying Woman.

But at least I've caught up on my reading.