Today I had to go to the hardware store.
As I approached the entrance, I noticed a driver looking for a parking space.
I flagged the driver and pointed out a handicap parking space that was open and available.
The driver looked puzzled, rolled down her window and said, "I'm not handicapped!"
Well, as you can imagine, my face turned red!
"Oh, I'm sorry," I said. "I saw your “I'm Ready for Hillary” bumper sticker and just assumed that you suffer from a mental disorder."
She screamed some nasty names at me.
Boy! Some people just don't appreciate it when you're trying to help them out!
Bob
