I had a fun incident at my register yesterday.
A mother, with toddler aged two-and-a-half to three, was patiently waiting for me to finish ringing up her purchases, enjoying the chance to catch her breath. She had already told the lad he couldn't have any candy, but he was being insistant. He plucked a bag of M&Ms from the display, and was holding it up to her, expecting her to relent.
Instead, he heard my low, basso voice coming from above, calmly saying "Noooo. Put it back." He looked up, his eyes wide and his mouth in a perfect "o" shape. He silently turned around and put the bag of candy back in it's place.
The mother gave me a tired smile as she mouthed the words "Thank-you." I smiled back, and said "I've got grandchildren," and let it go at that.
Her purchases bagged and paid for, she thanked me again and led her son to the exit. He looked back at me, and I waved goodbye to him. His eyes got big again, and he ran off to his mother.
I don't play God very often, but every once in a while I get away with it.
