A woman goes into Walmart to buy a rod and reel for her grandson’s birthday. She doesn’t know which one to get so she just grabs one and goes over to the counter. A Walmart associate is standing there wearing dark shades. She says,‘Excuse me, sir. Can you tell me anything about this rod and reel?’
He says, ‘Ma’am, I’m completely blind; but if you’ll drop it on the counter, I can tell you everything from the sound it makes.’
She doesn’t believe him but drops it on the counter anyway. He says, ‘That’s a six-foot Shakespeare graphite rod with a Zebco 404 reel and 10-LB Test line. It’s a good all around combination; and it’s on sale this week for only $20.00.’
She says, ‘It’s amazing that you can tell all that just by the sound of it dropping on the counter. I’ll take it!’ As she opens her purse, her credit card drops on the floor.
‘Oh, that sounds like a Master Card,’ he says.
She bends down to pick it up and accidentally farts. At first she is really embarrassed, but then realizes there is no way the blind clerk could tell it was she who farted. Being blind, he wouldn’t know that she was the only person around. The man rings up the sale and says, ‘That’ll be $34.50 please.’
The woman is totally confused by this and asks, ‘Didn’t you tell me the rod and reel were on sale for $20.00? How did you get $34.50?’
He replies, ‘Yes, Ma’am. The rod and reel is $20.00, but the Duck Call is $11.00 and the Catfish Bait is $3.50.’
I was right in the middle of eating a small one serving home made peach pie while reading this! This is hilarious! Does anyone know how to get peach pie off of a monitor and keyboard?
Speaking of Wal-Mart…I received this one via e-mail a few weeks ago. I’m still laughing!
So after landing my new job as a Wal-Mart greeter,
a good find for many retirees,
I lasted less than a day…
About two hours into my first day on the job a very loud,
unattractive, mean-acting woman walked into the store with her two kids,
Yelling obscenities at them all the way through the entrance.
As I had been instructed, I said pleasantly, ‘Good morning and welcome to Wal-Mart.
Nice children you have there. Are they twins?’
The ugly woman stopped yelling long enough to say,
‘Hell no, they ain’t twins. The oldest one’s 9, and the other one’s 7.
Why the hell would you think they’re twins? Are you blind, or just stupid?’
So I replied,
‘I’m neither blind nor stupid, Ma’am,
I just couldn’t believe someone slept with you twice.
Have a good day and thank you for shopping at Wal-Mart…’
My supervisor said I probably wasn’t cut out for this line of work .
