No Sale, No Mail
Customer: “What gives? The booze is all locked up!”
Me: “We’re not allowed to sell liquor after 9 PM. Beer and wine are available until midnight.”
Customer: “But we just need the vodka!”
Me: “Sorry, I can’t sell those until tomorrow.”
Customer: *Flashes some cash.* “C’mon. There must be something you can do for us.”
The two customers wink so badly it might as well be a cartoon.
Me: “I think I could help you out.”
They smile as I gesture for them to lean in close. They look confused when I start writing something down.
Customer: “What’s that?”
Me: “The mailing address to write to the local congressman to ask for legislation to be passed so drunken a**holes can get drunker.”
They did not take the address. I have it memorized now.
