Stalking Is A Matter Of Wife And Death

| Watchung, NJ, USA | Top

(I am working the register. An old woman walks up to me looking very flustered.)

Customer: “Sir, would you please call security. There’s a man following me.”

(I hear the voice of a child that is so small that I can’t see him over the counter.)

Child: “Grandma, that’s Grandpa!”