Last night I went to The Container Store to buy- you guessed it- containers! Well, what I really wanted was a receipt sorter so that Heshy and I can make some sort of order out of the hoards of receipts that are living in our house. However, when I looked at the actual item, I was horrified by its array of gizmos and other wackiness which makes it difficult to use. So I got a stationary organizer instead for the same purpose. Hurray.
Anyway, that's not the interesting part. That happens when I went to check out.
Brightly-Smiling Cashier Lady: Hello! How are you this evening?
Chana: Good, thanks!
Brightly-Smiling Cashier Lady: (as she looks at my dry-erase board calendar) Oh, are you a student? It's good to stay organized.
Chana: Yes, I am.
Brightly-Smiling Cashier Lady: What are you studying?
Chana: Oh, well I have a Bachelors in English Literature and am working toward my Masters in Bible.
Brightly-Smiling Cashier Lady: (perplexed, confused and slightly traumatized look) Eyeball?
Chana: No- Bible!