Happy Happy Joy Joy

I just stopped at Home Depot. I had to purchase some wall boxes. I forgot my ladder at home, so I was going to have to drive all the way back home to get it. I wasn’t “happy.” Well, as I get to the registers, I go to the self checkout so I don’t have to talk to a person. I am passing the barcodes over the scanner and look over at the cashier for the self checkout. I continue scanning. I skip the bagging, because I don’t need a bag. As I am walking out after grabbing my receipt, the cashier asks me, “Where’s your happy face?” I give her a mean look with an evil grin, and continue walking. I guess I left my happy face at home.