Your Cashier Was Gay...

I never really pay attention to my grocery store receipts, because I don't want to remember how much I spent, and I don't want to acknowledge the vast amounts of frozen pizza we bring home.

However I should apparently, because looks like store employees have started using these slips of paper as personal diaries.

And yes this might just be a cashier named Gay, or a typo on Gary, but I choose to believe it's an incredibly brave and bold coming out statement by a young teen in the deep south, slowly moving his small rural community forward...

(photo from www.happyplace.com)