That was odd...

I love my job.Sure, I have days where I desperately wish to kill people, but for the most part, it's a great job. I get paid to pretty much just stand at my register, and I really only do actual work for an hour or two each day. Beyond that, it's just stockwork, and having bizarre conversations. The bulk of the conversations arise from my forays into the Small Animals department, and I can no longer walk in there without supressing a laugh. The following is just a small sample of today's conversations.

(right after the store opened up)
Dave: Hey, Nick, remember the show Power Rangers?

Me: Yeah, what about it?

Dave: Well, remember the first Black Ranger?

Me: *nodnod*

Dave: Wasn't he played by Wayne Brady?

Me: uhh...

Dave: Think about it. It was a young Wayne Brady, wasn't it?

(on my lunch break)
Me: Hey, I'm makin' a McDonalds run, you guys want anything?

Dave: Yeah, get me four chocolate cheeseburgers.

Me: ...

Dave: That's right, four of 'em.

Me: ...

Dave: And yes, chocolate cheeseburgers.

(my revenge at his earlier randomness)
Me: Hey, Dave... Why are so many cartoon characters addicted to breakfast cereal?

Dave: ... Dude, you watch WAAAY too much television. Also, what?

Me: Seriously, it's an epidemic. You got Sonny, who's coocoo for Cocoa Puffs, and has some bizarre acid trip in every commercial. Then you have the Honeycomb Monster, who is clearly exhibiting an addiction. Then there's Fred Flintstone and Barney Rubble, with Fruity and Cocoa Pebbles. The Trix Rabbit. That frog with Smacks. The bear with Sugar Crisp. Lucky the Leprechaun refuses to let those kids bogart his stash of marshmellowy goodness. It's insane. We need to get Media attention on this.

Dave: ... Dude, seriously, what the f**k is wrong with you?

Yeah. I had fun today.