Memorial Day Weekend is the unofficial start of tourist season. I bagged my first one Monday afternoon at work. Behold the following true life conversation …
Guy from Massachusetts: Your gas prices are high.
Me: I know, but they’re the lowest in the area. [It’s true … $2.379 for regular unleaded.]
Guy from Massachusetts: I’ll bet your coffee is cold.
Me: You’d lose. I just made it 10 minutes ago.
Guy from Massachusetts: It’s really windy up here today. And cold.
Me: You’re blaming me for the weather?
Masshole: No. Look … the cashier at the last store we stopped at was a real bitch and I’m taking it out on you.
Me: The last guy who was in here tried to look down my shirt. You want me to slap you for it?
Me: Then shut up.