The PARTHENON

Noah and I went to check out of Costco last night, and usually when the receipt checkers see Noah, they ask if he wants them to draw a smiley face on the receipt (which he's usually delighted by). This night, he told me he wanted them to draw the Parthenon.

We roll up to the door, and, true-to-form, the kid (who's probably NOT a kid, but he looks about 12) asks if Noah would like the smiley face. Noah says, very politely, "Could you draw the Parthenon, please?"

The kid looks at me, then at Noah, "What...????"

Noah repeats, very slowly and plainly, "The PARTHENON."

Again, a blank look from the kid, "Uh, where's that?"

Noah looks at me, and I say, "Go ahead; tell him."

"GREECE!"

No comprehension on this kid's face.

I tell him, "Just draw a square with some lines up & down."

So he does.

He hands the receipt to Noah, who remarks as we're heading to the car, and he's studying the receipt, "He didn't stay in the lines. He didn't draw a very good Parthenon."