My sister Bec was in Fort Collins for a few days this past week. She offered to make Jen, with whom she was staying, a shrimp boil. You know, those wonderful all-in-one-pot meals involving shrimp and potatoes and corn and sausage cooked in wonderful seasonings. But it seems Jen, who lives by herself, didn’t own a large cooking vessel. Bec went to the store to buy the ingredients for the shrimp boil, and bought Jen a large pot in which to prepare the meal. When she went up to the check stand, the cashier was just finishing up with a customer. Bec laid her groceries, including the pot, onto the check stand.
“Is this pot yours?” the cashier asked her. Bec said it was. “Shall I put your groceries right into the pot?” he asked her. Bec said yes.
He scanned her groceries and gave her the total. It came to something like $9.76. The pot alone was more than that.
“I don’t think that can be right,” Bec told him, and pointed out the cost of the pot alone.
“Oh,” he said. “I thought you brought the pot in with you.”
Paper, plastic, or metal pot?
Have a great weekend.