My five year old son was with us on vacation and we stopped to eat at an IHOP. We walk in and the manager greeted us and my son says, do you sell pancakes here? I am cringing at this point, but the manager says, we might find one or two laying around somewhere for you.
My uncle was a cop and at a McDonalds drive thru ordering some lunch and places his order, “I want two cheeseburgers and a large coffee”. The ditz on the other end says do you want cheese on those cheeseburgers? He replies, no I’ll just take the regular cheeseburgers this time. With that she was happy as a lark.
My wife and I were going through the checkout at Walmart a few years ago and I was very gray headed and in my early 40’s at the time and buying a brick of .22LR bullets. The little dingbat ringing me up looks at me and says with the seriousness of cancer, are you 18 years of age or older and me looking like a poster boy for a Grecian formula commercial. But I was nice and said yes ma’am. My wife shoots me a look like be nice!
Next question pops up on the dingbats register, are these for a handgun or rifle she asks? I said they will work in either. Dingbat proceeds to blink several times and is still looking at me with a big question mark on her face and my wife has this look of no, don’t do it! I finally said well I use these bullets for shooting my cows between the eyes when we kill them so lets go handgun on this cruise. More blinks with a look of horror hits her face and my wife’s got her head down muttering. Dingbat enters handgun and quickly finishes ringing us up and gets us on our way. Here’s your sign I wanted to say...
This, unfortunately, is dictated by federal law. That's why the little twit is prompted to ask. Answer handgun, and you have to be over 21. Rifle, and you're good to go at 18.