Channeling Lucille Ball 1

On my first day at Target, I had a guest ask me where the "pop" was. This is how it played out.

"Excuse me, where's the pop?"

"I'm sorry the what?"

"The pop?"

I shook my head. "I'm sorry the what?"

"Pah-OP"

"Oh the pop!" I quickly took her to aisle G12, and she looked at me like I was crazy.

"Miss, I asked for the pop. Why the hell are we in the cereal aisle? Where's your Mountain Dew?"

Oh. She wanted soda not Pops the cereal. Yay, Midwest!