The market owner who, when we show up with his papers, calls out, every single time, "Am I in there this week?" never fails to deliver us a laugh. And when we say, "No, we only have good-looking mugs in here," it keeps the hilarity going.
The lady who picked up a copy, opened it and said, "Here I is, reading your paper. Does I get a reward?" -- she struck us as too funny.
"Well, first you'll have to pay a dollar to read it," we told her, and after she did, we said, "Sorry, that's the other paper that does that." We all had a good laugh over that one.
"You in here this week, George?" says the wag who handles the deli orders. Some people are so quick-witted!
Once we saw a woman standing in line eating a pork chop. When she got to the counter and as we were putting our papers down she looked at it and sighed, "Mm, mm, mm. People so stupid." We had to chuckle at that.
"You got the same people in here every week," some store clerks complain. That's what we need -- more criminals! Funny.
Of course, everyone who plays the lottery amuses us. In the first place, because the lottery is a tax on people who are stupid at math. In the second place, because it's entertaining to speculate about what most people would do if they struck it rich. Buy more junk food? Purchase a whole bunch of lottery tickets? Seeing three or four customers hunched over at a table, scratching at a colorful card, reminds us of kindergarten -- fun times!
"Hope I'm not in here this week," says the store manager, winking at us. Ha, ha!
Actually, just about everyone who buys our paper is funny to us. Granted, a dollar doesn't go far these days, but to spend even that for the privilege of checking out the pictures of those who've gotten into trouble -- to gratify what the Germans call schadenfreude, or pleasure in the misfortunes of others -- seems funny, especially seeing as how most readers obviously aspire to something higher for themselves. Like winning the lottery
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