Dear fellow Quick Trip customer,

Thank you ma'am for holding the door open for me and my herd, I realize we make a long, slow, trailing line.  I also want to thank you for being so patient when my toddler fell out into the floor when his sister tried to hold his hand, and I obliviously walked to the door with the baby while my other children just stood there, holding up the line, mouths agape staring at the tom-foolery.

I would also kindly appreciate it if when you were retelling the story of the poor lady with the 5 kids that you would NOT mention I was barefoot, wearing my senior high school shirt and my husbands underwear. 

Thank you so much and have a nice day.