Standing, facing a wall of various tools, I am searching for the object of my quest. Not seeing it, I move over one section and stare over a mans shoulder, still not seeing what I need. The man, maybe 10 years older than me, says, without so much as a glance, “You look like you’re looking for something”. I laugh and say, “So do you”. He turns and asks what I’m looking for. Missing the compulsory uniform, I mention that he does not look like an employee but he has started walking, telling me to follow. He walks up and down the tool aisles without luck. Finally, he asks an emplyee. I’m standing there as he is told that he will find staple guns on aisle 3. I thank the clerk and start to the other side of the store when I realize I still have my companion. He flirts a bit then finally says, “I can hear it now....when they ask how we met, we will tell them it was over screwdrivers and hammers”. We got to aisle 3 and an employee took over and my companion disappeared into the sea of home ...