Ask a Stupid Question

Submitted Mon, 05/07/2012 - 1:09pm by Pat Urban

 

May 7, 2012 

            Since the weather was going to be nice over the weekend, I made a quick stop at the grocery store on Friday afternoon.  When I got to the checkout, here’s what was in my basket:  hotdogs, hamburger, buns, ketchup, cheese, macaroni salad, chips, a couple of steaks, some potatoes, an onion, and half a watermelon.  

As the checkout girl was ringing up my purchases, I asked her if I could also pay to exchange a propane tank right there at the checkout.  She said no, I would have to take care of that at the customer service desk.  After she finished scanning my items and gave me my total, she asked, “So…having a cook-out?” 

Not being the kind of person who can resist giving a wise-ass answer to a dumb-ass question, I replied, “No, this is for my son’s art project.” 

Jokes on her—I don’t even have kids.