The day after Christmas I went to the gas station to purchase gasoline and a fountain drink. When I approached the cashier the guy said to me, "How you doing, man?" I said, "I'm doing all right. How 'bout you?" The cashier then says, "Oh, I'm doing good except I punctured my hand yesterday trying to open up a Christmas gift." I offer up to the cashier a folksy "I hope it was a good gift". The cashier lit up as he said, "Oh, it was! I'm a huge Indianapolis Colts fan and my girlfriend got me some Colts floormats for my truck."
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