I bought a huge stack of felt rectangles at the West Concord 5 & 10 on Saturday (39 of them, at 39 cents each), and as the cashier checked me out he asked if I needed a bag.  “No,” I said, “that’s ok – I can carry them this way.  You guys are the only ones in town who carry felt anyway, right?”

“I wouldn’t know,” the cashier replied, “I don’t buy felt.”

I guess buying 39 rectangles of felt is a bit odd.