This has been sitting in our fridge for a while after we bought it when
melishus_b was in town. There's a candy store where people can make their own "candy bento," by which they mean taking several pre-packaged boxes of candy and putting them in a box together. Without rice, of course. They didn't even try to make some kind of sweetened coconut rice.
I was wearing my usual clothing, which is to say that I looked like a refugee from some kind of post-apocalyptic enclave that has finally fallen to the raiders and whose inhabitants had been forced to flee into the wastes, and standing near a display while
schoolpsychnerd bought these caramels. A woman walked up to the table and picked up a box, and then said to me that the candy looked lemon-flavored. I smiled, and then she asked, "Are these lemon-flavored?" I informed her that I did not work there and she apologized and went to find someone who did. This isn't the first time I've been confused for an employee, but usually it's at a particular kind of clothing store, not a brightly-lit candy store in the same building as Nordstrom.
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