A History of Stage Acting

We placed the case of Gypsy Tears on the counter. You asked for my ID. Called me sir. Then you asked for hers. “Oh, sorry ma’am, we don’t accept Manitoban ID’s in BC anymore, new legislation.” Your face sympathetic. I looked to her with my own face struggling between humour and confusion. This went on for a few more moments before your belly erupted and rolled with laughter, nearly hitting the till. “Ah, I do that to all out o’ towners, thanks for being good sports.” We left smiling, wishing you and your jovial mid-section worked at every liquor store in the Lower Mainland.