"Tanskiving"

It's Thanksgiving today (Or "Tanskiving" if you are a French person) and I miss home. Here's a little Turkeyday story for you all:

Yesterday, I tried to go buy a football. An AMERICAN football and believe it or not, I found one. It wan't nerf, it was brown, it had laces...it was kind of mini but it sufficed. I saw it out of the corner of my eye as I was leaving the sports store. Then, I try to go buy it, and the lady goes, "A partir de 3" I don't know what this means in this context. I ask again and she said the same thing. I think this means that I have to buy 3...which is total B.S. I'm so confused by this time that when she asks me if I still want to buy it, I say no...I just want to buy this. And she says "Sorry." and hands the ball back to me.

I'm still not sure what exactly happened. I explained the scene to three fluent speakers of French and they don't even know why she wouldn't sell it to me. It is THANKSGIVING Goddamnit and I wanna play football! I'm going back today and I'm not taking no for an answer. I also will not buy 3 of anything. I will buy my 1 American Football and leave that woman and all of her American Football hating karma behind.

God Bless.

+++Ruby+++

PS...please note the sarcasm (just wanted to clear that up) and if you read this before you eat dinner, Please, eat an extra bite for me, no matter how much you have to unbutton your pants. 143