“No problem. Could I also get some more deposit slips?”
“Sure, I need some myself. I’ll kill two birds with one stone.”
I coil inside at the words. The image is violent to me and though it suits the situation, I still have trouble with this common expression. I want to say something, but what? Finally, I say,
“It would be nice if there was a different way of saying that, No?” He smiles.
“I’ll be right back with those deposit slips.”
I look at the Buddha. Then I set my eyes to the counter and wait patiently with my hands atop the counter, fingers folded together. He comes back, hands me the deposit slips, and receipt.
“Is there anything else I can do for you?”
I quickly steal a glance of the Buddha one more time.
“That’s it, thanks.”
I walk out the door and the best that I can come up with is changing “Kill” to “Live.”