10:43 am, CST
Mr. M. enters insurance office.
S: Good morning Mr. M. How can I help you today?
Mr. M: Well, I think I owe you some money.
S: Let me check... Oh, yes... you owe $___ for your insurance this month. How much do you want to pay?
Mr. M: All of it. Just like I do every month.
S: [smiles and thinks, "I don't remember who I saw yesterday, much less what this guy pays every month".] OK, that's fine.
[takes money, prints receipt, and hands it to Mr. M. smiles.]
Mr. M.: I need you to make a copy of this for my records. [hands her title for new car]
S: Sure thing. [makes photo copy and hands title back to Mr. M.]
Mr. M.: See, I know this guy who had this car... he fixed it up real nice and gave it to his daughter. Then she got a new car so he sold this one to me for $700.
S: Oh, that's great. What a deal.
Mr. M.: Yeah, it is a great deal because I work part time at Auto Zone and just need a small car because I'm retarded.
S: [stammers... thinks "he looks perfectly normal to me"] I see...
Mr. M.: I only need to drive 2 days a week because I'm mostly retarded now.
S: That's very good. [nods slowly]
Mr. M.: Well thank you very much ma'am.
S: Have a nice weekend.
Mr. M. turns and leaves slowly. S watches. Then realizes Mr. M. meant to say he is RETIRED.
Not retarded. Exhales. Laughs to self.
1 comment:
I would not have been able to keep my composure!!!!!
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