So after landing my new job as a Wal-Mart greeter, a good find for many retirees, hell, anyone for that matter these days, I lasted less than a day.
About two hours into my first day on the job a very loud, unattractive, mean-acting man walked into the store with his two kids, yelling obscenities at them all the way through the entrance. As I had been instructed, I said pleasantly, "Good morning and welcome to Wal-Mart."
"Nice children you have there. Are they twins?"
The ugly man stopped yelling long enough to say, "Hell no, they ain't twins. The oldest one's 9, and the other one's 7. Why the hell would you think they're twins? Are you blind, or just stupid?"
So I replied, "I'm neither blind nor stupid, Sir, I just couldn't believe someone slept with you twice. Have a good day and thank you for shopping at Wal-Mart."
My supervisor said I probably wasn't cut out for this line of work.