Beano Before

"I love this Raisin Bran Crunch," said Doug, the cashier at Walmart as he scanned the three boxes of cereal Richard had moved from the cart to the counter.

"I do too. I'm addicted to it," Richard added. "Did you know it's sixteen percent fiber?"

"I didn't know that," Doug answered.

"It makes me fart alot," replied Richard. "When was the last time you farted, Doug?"

He put the last of our purchases in a plastic bag and pondered for a moment. "1956," he declared. "I take Beano so farting isn't a problem for me."

Richard's curiosity piqued. "How much does that cost?"

"$3.87. There's usually a coupon in the Sunday paper."

I swiped my credit card while Doug and Richard continued their conversation about passing gas.
Richard stood close to me and wrapped his arm around my shoulder before asking Doug one more question. "Where can I get this Beano stuff?"

"They sell it over in the pharmacy," said Doug pointing toward the opposite end of the store.

"Thanks, Doug," I responded. Pushing the cart in Richard's direction, "Honey, I'll meet you at the car." I waved goodbye as I walked across the store in the direction of the Beano. If it works, it'll be $3.87 well spent. When I find the Sunday coupon, I'll save it for next time. Richard's got an awful lot of Raisin Bran Crunch to eat. I'm sure there will be a next time.