In The Bottle Line

Zach and I were at Meijer's yesterday morning, grocery shopping. We're standing in line at the bottle return in anticipation of an aluminum and plastic feed-fest with an 800-lb eating machine.

I felt air blowing on my head. Hmm. Maybe I just imagined it.

Again.

I looked up, there was a vent right above my head. Ok, a vent, I get it.

Then it happened again, more from behind me.

Zach looked up and whispered to me "What's HE doing here?"

I turned around to see Brian there, standing behind me blowing on the back of my head.

I guess I didn't consider that possibility.