Good Evening???
OK, so I'm out running errands yesterday and twice within an hour, the same thing happens. Just as I've finished paying for my purchases and leaving, the
Evening?
I almost never wear a watch, but I knew it couldn't be much past 2:00. Sure enough, I check a clock, and it's only a few minutes after.
Now, I realize that different cultures have different ways of dealing with time. In Germany, we never say "Good night" until we're actually going to bed. You come visit me and leave at 9:30, I'll still say "Good evening".
But not at 2:00 in the afternoon.
My parting words in both cases? "Let's get thru the afternoon first.
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I suppose you could have referred to Alfred's traveling candy store, you know, Al's Sweeter Van. Sorry, I couldn't hold back.
Well, I don't know about yours, but Our Feet Are Sane.
Of course, if I had said that, it would imply that I might come back. Which I definitely don't plan to do.
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