Posted by
Greg England on Saturday, April 19, 2008 1:56:50 PM
Today my mother walked into a charity shop, and spent the equivalent of $12. The charity workers served her with gratitude and respect, and she left the shop with a spring in her step.
Well of course that didn't happen.
The charity workers treated her with contempt, because she dared to ask for a carrier bag large enough to put her purchases in. Presumably they are under the impression that later on this evening my mother intends to swim out into the Atlantic ocean, and stuff the carrier bag into a passing dolphin's mouth.