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Actually, it just comes down to wanting to be trreated like a human being rather than a wallet with two legs and no brain. I think the store mantra must be "there's a sucker born every minute".
Guess I must just have D-U-M-B stamped across my forhead or something.
It's either that or C-R-I-M-I-N-A-L because they want to look in my bags every time I leave and read my receipt, Maybe it's because they can't believe I didnt buy anything more than strings or picks - or even them.
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