All in the Golden Afternoon

"How's bout we make a bet?" I asked

"Oh? What did you have in mind?" She responded.

"You say you know how many of those drinks will fit in the machine?"

"Yup?"

"If you have too many in the cart, or too few, you buy me a pop, if you have just enough, as you claim, I buy you one"

"Hm... Deal"

And she finished throwing the carbonated drinks into the shopping cart, and we made our way back to the machine that keeps drinks cold, with the door.

And she did not notice me pull an extra drink off of the shelf, nor did she notice my slip it into the shopping cart, so, as I went to go tend to a customer, she expressed amazement that she had miscounted, lamented that she did not have enough money to buy me my drink, so I said that a cheaper generic brand one would do. Once she had bought it for me, and I had checked it out, I told her that I put the extra one in there, and forced myself to restrain my laughter, as she made a >:O face, which she quickly covered up, laughed, and went to go tell other coworkers.

Yeah yeah, don't worry, as a show of good faith, I bought her a water, what she wanted, anyway, after she said she couldn't trust me now. I got a free drink, she got a free drink, and she's learned to be more vigilant and less trusting.

Work wasn't so bad today... Can I be proud of myself?