Wednesday, May 10, 2006

...on the retarded

Hey, lady, wrtiting the check on the 3-deep grocery line that clearly states that there are no checks allowed--why are you writing a check? You know, they came up with these things called bank cards. You use them and they take money directly from you're checking account. It's just like writing a check without the actual writing the check and wasting everyone's time using archaeic tools. It's not like you're living off the grid or something, and the cashier is sans abacus. Do us a favor, save a tree-no-save my stomach, I've been working all day and all I wanna do is go home and cook my meal!


1 comment:

bastard central said...

you gotta love those luddites