- Location
- NY
Subject: The Greeter
An unattractive, mean-spirited woman barged into Wal-Mart with her two
kids. Shoving her way past several customers waiting to get carts, she
demanded of the Wal-Mart Greeter, "Go through those carts and find me
one that doesn't need oiling for once!"
"Yes, Ma'am, happy to oblige," said the Greeter. He chose a cart for her.
"Here you are, Ma'am. I hope this one is okay.'
"If you'd move out of the way, I could find out!" snapped the woman.
"Sorry, Ma'am," the Greeter said, standing aside. "You and the twins
have a nice day."
The woman halted. "They're not twins, you moron! They don't even look
alike."
The greeter agreed. "No they don't, Ma'am. I just find it hard to believe you got laid twice."
An unattractive, mean-spirited woman barged into Wal-Mart with her two
kids. Shoving her way past several customers waiting to get carts, she
demanded of the Wal-Mart Greeter, "Go through those carts and find me
one that doesn't need oiling for once!"
"Yes, Ma'am, happy to oblige," said the Greeter. He chose a cart for her.
"Here you are, Ma'am. I hope this one is okay.'
"If you'd move out of the way, I could find out!" snapped the woman.
"Sorry, Ma'am," the Greeter said, standing aside. "You and the twins
have a nice day."
The woman halted. "They're not twins, you moron! They don't even look
alike."
The greeter agreed. "No they don't, Ma'am. I just find it hard to believe you got laid twice."
