I have a sad, offensive, hilarious story to share with you all.
I work at the Target store in Fargo, North Dakota. Fargo sits right on the border between North Dakota and Minnesota, with the connected Minnesota city of Moorhead right across the border. There's a lot of connectivity between the two cities, and the area is often simply referred to as the Fargo/Moorhead area.
After my shift ended one day a few weeks ago, I had lingered around the store to pick up some things I needed at home. In line to check out, I came up behind this woman who was in the process of checking out. I walked up during the middle of her conversation with the cashier, and I couldn't help but listen in to what she was saying. The woman was explaining the goodness of God and how much the recent legalization of gay marriage in Minnesota upset her. Explaining about her work for local churches with youth instruction, she described herself as a pious woman, and after learning of Target's public support of equality, she went on about her boycott of the corporation. She came in today (for whatever reason breaking the boycott) and saw gay marriage-themed cards in the greeting card aisle. She said that the law change hasn't crossed the border to Fargo yet, but she was unhappy with Minnesota. In front of me, she bought and paid for both of these, only to instruct the cashier to immediately throw them away.
"...throw them away?" the cashier asked.
"Are you comfortable with that?"
"Right now? You don't want to take them?" The cashier was smiling, kind of nervously. She shot me a look behind the woman, towards me. I widened my eyes and smiled.
"Nope. I want you to trash them, throw them in the garbage." She made a point to explain how she was doing this to protest the marriage law change.
The cashier complied, and tossed the cards in the trash by her feet, underneath the register.
"That's the trash, then? They're disposed of?"
"Yep, that's it"
After thanking the cashier for indulging her, she left.
During all that I was doing my best to suppress my laughter, and if I wasn't wearing red and khaki I would've probably lost my composure. I came up after her and asked the cashier if I could see the cards. I wasn't sure exactly what they said, and I wanted to see what she was going on about.
After looking them over, I asked if I could keep them, so here they are. I now own the cards the woman threw in the trash.
I don't understand what the woman was trying to accomplish with this act. The cashier knew it was ridiculous, I knew it was ridiculous, and she supported the sale of homosexual marriage greeting cards.
Congratulations? Also, you're the worst, lady.