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    Pre(Car)ious Insurance, Part 4

    | New Orleans, LA, USA |

    Me: “Could I ask why you fled the scene of the accident, sir?”

    Customer: “’Because I didn’t have no insurance.”

    Me: “Wait, didn’t you say earlier that you were driving right now?”

    Customer: “Yes, sir.”

    Me: “…the vehicle from the accident?”

    Customer: “Yes, sir.”

    Me: “…with no insurance?”

    Customer: “What part of ‘Yes, sir,’ do you not understand!?”

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    No Sting In This Tale, Part 2

    | FL, USA |

    Beach Patron: “Excuse me, are these blue jelly things on the beach dangerous?”

    Me: “Yes sir, they are in fact Portuguese Man-o-War. They are extremely painful and can still sting you while on land.”

    Beach Patron: “They can’t walk, can they?”

    Me: “Excuse me?”

    Beach Patron: “Meaning they can’t walk on land and chase you?”

    Me: “No sir, they only live in water.”

    Beach Patron: “I feel much safer. Thank you.”

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    Living On The Edge (Comic)

    | NEW YORK, NY, USA | Old Comics


    Original Story | Comic by EvilNessie

    Say No To Yes

    | NY, USA |

    Customer: “Hello.”

    Me: “Yes?”

    Customer: “Where do you have–wait, did you say ‘Yes’?”

    Me: *confused* “Excuse me?”

    Customer: “I said ‘Hello,’ and you said ‘Yes.’ Is that what just happened?”

    Me: “I believe so.”

    (She rolls her eyes and quickly walks out the store.)

    Jingling, It Would Seem, Is Not The Key

    | QC, Canada |

    (I’m working in the cheese section of the deli, with my back turned to the meat slicer. Suddenly, I hear jingling. I check the floor to see if I dropped something, then continue working.)

    *jingling resumes*

    (I turn around and notice a customer at the meat slicer counter, jingling his keys at me. He then starts making noises one would use to call a pet.)

    Me: “Sir, we have bell.”

    Customer: *looks at bell*

    Customer: *pauses*

    Customer: *jingles keys*


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