Today there was a mother and her son, who came
into the store. They walked around looking, and
then brought up their finds to the cash registrar.
While I was wrapping up the items, I suddenly
realized there was Henry (I found out that was
his name:) standing right next to me...I turned
and he said with his big eyes looking very serious,
"Do you have any stickers?" I replied, "No, I'm
sorry, I don't have any stickers." He got quiet and
then said, "What can I do?" I told him that he could
take the bag full of their purchases to his mother.
He took it from my hands, hurriedly ran around to
the front of the counter and plunked it on the floor
then ran back and asked,"Do you have any stickers?"
I told him no, again and he asked, "What canI do?"
I handed him the receipt and told him he could go
take it to his mother. He ran with the receipt then
hurried back, and asked...yes, you guessed it,
"Do you have any stickers?" I found it very
difficult not to laugh right then because he was
so expectant, not rude, just expectant; almost
as if I could at any moment hand him these
mysterious stickers.
By this time, his mother said, "Henry, lets go,
this isn't the type of store that has stickers." He
looked at me one last time, and I told him as he
was leaving, "I wish I had some stickers for you."
Maybe I should carry some in my pocket for those
days when little "Henrys" simply ask,
"Do you have any stickers?"
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