Is His Brain Toasted?
I work at a second-hand furniture and electricals store.
Customer: “Y’all got any toasters?”
Me: “I’m afraid we don’t have any for sale today.”
He stares at me in silence for a second.
Customer: “Can I have yours?”
Me: “My… what?”
Customer: “Your toaster! I need one.”
Me: “My toaster… from home?”
Customer: “Yeah!”
Me: “You’re asking me to leave in the middle of my shift, go home, and bring my own personal toaster back to the store to give to you?”
Customer: “Yeah!”
He was dead serious and genuinely confused when I refused.
