I sing at the grocery store. Okay? I admit it. If the Safeway sound system is playing something I like, I sing along under my breath. I love to sing, and just because I am browsing for produce with a dozen complete strangers isn't going to limit me.
So today, I am trying to figure out what was the best deal on mayonnaise (oddly enough the Miracle Whip in the EZ-Squeeze tube was cheaper, by the millilitre, than Miracle Whip in a jar - surprising) and singing along to the Counting Crows and this sweet, sweet, little old lady turns to me and says, "That's a beautiful voice you have."
I was tickled.
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