I went into work to open today, and on the way passed our UPS deliveryman, who had left a sticker on our door instead of delivering, probably because we were still closed at the time. I didn't really pay it much mind and figured that one of my bosses would eventually have to go pick the missed package up at a later time, and having expelled the happening from my mind I went about covering my shift.

About ten minutes before I had to leave, as I was about to pull out my register drawer, Mr. UPS walked in with the package in tow. One of my managers, Chris, was already there, so he greeted Mr. UPS and went about the business of small talk with him. After handing off the package, Mr. UPS pulled out his digital pad so that Chris could sign, setting it on the counter as the two talked, occassionally glancing down at it as if to hint. This was clearly my moment, especially since I was right next to them. I casually grabbed at the scanner for my register, turned it a little, and hit the trigger so that the bright red beam would hit the countertop right next to the pad that Mr. UPS had brought in.

For a split second, his entire world absolutely vanished; like a cat with ADD, he stopped every single thing he was doing to glance at the laser light, literally cutting himself off in mid-sentence to figure out exactly what he was looking at. He flinched as if he had heard a loud sound or was snapping out of some trance, apologized, and resumed talking with Chris as though nothing happened. Try as you may, Mr. UPS, I saw the whole thing.

It may have only been a split-second distraction, but I still got him, and even though it was such a small thing I had a really hard time not cracking up on the spot.