Seniors
An elderly woman walked into the store to buy some cat food. She picked up three cans, but when she reached the cashier, she was stopped.
"I'm sorry," the cashier said, "but we can’t sell this to you unless you prove you have a cat. Some seniors have been buying cat food for themselves, so we need to make sure it’s for your pet."
The woman, unfazed, returned home, brought her cat back to the store, and showed it to the cashier. Satisfied, the cashier allowed her to purchase the food.
The next day, the woman came back to buy two cans of dog food. Again, the cashier stopped her. "I’ll need proof you have a dog," she said.
With a sigh, the woman went home, fetched her dog, and brought it to the store. Once again, the cashier relented, and the woman left with her purchase.
On the third day, the elderly woman returned, holding a small box with a hole in the lid. She handed it to the cashier and said, "Would you mind sticking your finger inside?"
The cashier frowned. "What if there’s something dangerous in there?"
The woman smiled. "I promise, it won’t hurt you."
Reluctantly, the cashier put her finger in the hole, then quickly yanked it out, her face twisting in disgust. "That’s revolting!" she exclaimed.
Grinning, the woman replied, "Glad you think so. Now, can I buy two rolls of toilet paper, please?"