As I was leaving the check out area at Target, the guy behind me dropped what I assumed to be an axe on the belt.
Checkout gal: “Hi. How are you?”
Axe guy: “Great! How about you? (chuckle)”
Checkout gal:” “Will this be all for you today?”
Axe guy: “Yep, just my hatchet.”
Me: Walking just a little more quickly to the exit. Since my only reference ‘hatchets’ are related to horror films, I could only assume he was either a) making a film this weekend or b) looking for victims. (Just joking, of course. But really, I don’t think I have ever seen a hatchet in real life let alone had someone in line behind me in Target buy one.)