OK, so the other day I am at Goodwill looking for some sort of fluffy frilly girly curtain something or other to use as the dress-up closet entrance. In the aisle next to me are 2 people who work there emptying a cart onto the shelves. They are emptying a cart full of books and movies. Every single thing that comes out of the cart becomes a story....something like “oh, the amazon – I was born in the amazon and was raised as….oh, this one is about Portugal, I am half Portuguese, my Dad was in the…oh this one is on the Circus, I just love the Circus….as I was saying my Dad was in the Circus so we traveled a lot and….oh, look my favorite book Gone with the Wind – my name is Rhett and I was actually named after Rhett Butler because….oh, and here we have Roots….I am actually half Black too…… Oh MY GOSH – it went on and on and on and ON! I was just wanting him to pick up Peter Pan or Little Mermaid to see what came next. After a mini internal laugh I started to move away and try to get away from the noise, but I could hear him from every single aisle and I got as far away as I could get.... It was time for one of those ditch the cart and just go moves. The store is better told in person with the crazy multiple personality disorder coming off of his meds but also on too much caffeine voice....if you want you can just make your own voice and go back and read that one out loud!