Wednesday, December 27, 2006

BLAAAAAAAGGHHH

So Mrs. Fetched called me at work today with a list of things to pick up at the grocery store on the way home. (She swears I forgot to get the shrimp, I swear she didn’t tell me. But I digress.) I grab the stuff and stumble across a checkout that’s both staffed and has nobody waiting behind the person buying one bottle of wine — hooray!

The other shoe was soon to drop. After ringing up the total, the little twerp at the register asks me: “Do you qualify for the senior discount?”

BLAAAAAAAGGHHH!!!!

I wonder if he’s getting a commission for every guy who goes back to aisle 18 to get the Grecian Formula goop.

2 comments:

  1. Oh that had to hurt...but if it helps, when you get to that age you want every discount you can get....lol. Enjoy the shrimp.

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  2. I'll bet. Mrs. Fetched's late uncle had a baseball cap that said "I love my senior discount."

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