My brother Tanner is one of the coolest people I know. Six years ago, I never would've imagined saying that, but he is one of my best friends in the whole world. Today, he gave me a couple of funny stories, I can't help but steal and share.

     1. He dropped me a little bit of advice: don't buy razors from Dollar Tree and try to shave in a gas station. You will walk out with several cuts and skin ripped off your face. Then you will proceed to drop $25 at Bakers on face lotion.

     The second little treasure he told me today, I will surely be using in a story someday. He just finished his first year in college and is living at home this summer with my mom and working at the garden center at one of the grocery stores in Norfolk. On his first day, he was supposed to go in and fill out paperwork at 11am. My mom burst into his room at 7am with the phone. His new boss was on the phone asking if Tanner would come in as soon as he could and start working that morning. Tanner said he could, but he hadn't filled out any paperwork or trained at all yet. His boss said that'd be ok.
     Tanner showed up at work and the boss man said they have two shirts, an double extra large or a small. Tanner usually wears a large, but he's six five, 190 lbs. He settled for the double x.
     Boss man then walked him through all the plants (including all of their prices which were not on any sheet that Tanner could use at the register for reference) and how to use the cash register and then said, "Well, I have a meeting. You won't be able to reach me for a couple of hours. Good luck."
     Tanner responded with, "Uh, I don't even remember the first thing you said, let alone the last."
     Boss man said, "Well, you'll do fine." And clapped him on the shoulder and peaced out.
     Tanner punched in whatever price sounded good to him for the majority of the morning. Then a little old lady came in to buy some plants. Tanner offered to carry her things out to her car for her. She thought that was so sweet she wanted to give him a thank you: her dead husband coat. Still in her car. He died two years ago. And apparently she has just been driving around with her dead husband's coat in her car for two years and just thought to offer it to Tanner as a thank you.
     He was, we'll say flattered, and graciously refused the thank you-dead-husband coat. She then tried to give him a dollar for being so sweet. It being his first day, in his first real job, Tanner said he didn't know if he could take a tip. So, she crumpled the dollar up really, really small and tucked it into his hand saying it was their little secret.
      So cute. I love old people. I hope someday, I'm that cute old lady trying to give away crap to say thank you to nice young people.