By Ima Schmuck
The Schalotte / June 21, 2012
My next door neighbor, a nice 83-year-old man, came home all excited from the supermarket and told me this:
There was a bit of confusion at the store this morning. When I was ready to pay for my groceries, the cashier said, "Strip down facing me." Making a mental note to complain to my congressman about Homeland Security running amok, I did just as she had instructed.
When the hysterical shrieking and alarms finally subsided, I found out that she was telling me how to slide my credit card. I have been asked to shop elsewhere in the future.
They need to make their instructions to us seniors a little clearer!
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