Out for a Ride

Dear Diary:

After a business meeting in New Rochelle, Nate and I had a couple of hours to kill before catching our flight home. We decided to take the rental car for a spin around Manhattan.

At one point during our drive, Nate parked in front of a small grocery store and ran inside for a soda.

When he went to pay, he found himself in line behind an older woman with a basket full of groceries.

Having just one item, he asked whether it would be O.K. if he jumped ahead of her.

The woman looked him up and down.