Dec
3
How Selfish Can I Be?
Just another day at the supermarket. Lately I’ve been wondering why they make me feel like a cheap, selfish bastard every time I pile up my goods.
Cashier: Would you like anything from our special sales?
Me: No thanks, just what I’ve got here.
Cashier: OK. Would you like to donate 5 shekels to children with cancer?
Me: No, but thank you.
Cashier: How about beaten wives?
Me: Nope.
Cashier: Rape victims?
Me: Nah.
Cashier: Severely autistic kids?
Me: Mmm, don’t think so.
Cashier: Severely retarded?
Me: Don’t think so, no.
Cashier: OK, how bout 5 shekels for cystic fibrosis, then?
Me: Nah.
Cashier: Multiple sclerosis?
Me: Nope.
Cashier: Lou Gherig’s?
Me: No Mam.
Cashier: Will that be cash or credit?
Me: Credit.
Cashier: Have a good day, sir.

