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Subject: Fwd: $5.37 ??
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Subject: Fw: $5.37 ??
----- Original Message ----- From: "Marge Manteufel"
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Subject: Fw: $5.37 ??
> ----- Original Message ----- > From: "Marleen Otto"
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> To: "Marge Manteuful" <mante...@schallertel.net>
> Sent: Sunday, January 10, 2010 6:05 PM
> Subject: Fwd: $5.37 ??
>> from Lowell Harms:)
>> Thought you might enjoy this.
>> $5.37. That's what the kid behind the counter at Taco Bell said to me.
>> I dug into my pocket and pulled out some lint and two dimes and >>
something that used to be a Jolly Rancher. Having already handed the kid >>
a five-spot, I started to head back out to the truck to grab some change >>
when the kid with the Elmo hairdo said the harshest thing anyone has >> ever
said to me.
>> He said, "It's OK. I'll just give you the senior citizen discount."
>> I turned to see who he was talking to and then heard the sound of change
>> hitting the counter in front of me. "Only $4.68" he said cheerfully.
>> I stood there stupefied. I am 48, not even 50 yet? A mere child! Senior
>> citizen?
>> I took my burrito and walked out to the truck wondering what was wrong >>
with Elmo. Was he blind? As I sat in the truck, my blood began to boil. >>
Old? Me?
>> I'll show him, I thought. I opened the door and headed back inside. I >>
strode to the counter, and there he was waiting with a smile.
>> Before I could say a word, he held up something and jingled it in front
>> of me, like I could be that easily distracted!
>> What am I now?
>> A toddler?
>> "Dude! Can't get too far without your car keys, he?"
>> I stared with utter disdain at the keys.
>> I began to rationalize in my mind.
>> "Leaving keys behind hardly makes a man elderly!
>> It could happen to anyone!"
>> I turned and headed back to the truck.
>> I slipped the key into the ignition, but it wouldn't turn.
>> What now?
>> I checked my keys and tried another.
>> Still nothing.
>> That's when I noticed the purple beads hanging from my rearview mirror.
>> I had no purple beads hanging from my rearview mirror.
>> Then, a few other objects came into focus. The car seat in the back >>
seat. Happy Meal toys spread all over the floorboard. A partially eaten >>
doughnut on the dashboard.
>> Faster than you can say ginkgo biloba, I flew out of the alien vehicle.
>> Moments later I was speeding out of the parking lot, relieved to finally
>> be leaving this nightmarish stop in my life. That is when I felt it, >>
deep in the bowels of my stomach: hunger! My stomach growled and >> churned,
and I reached to grab my burrito, only it was nowhere to be >> found.
>> I swung the truck around, gathered my courage, and strode back into the
>> restaurant one final time.
>> There Elmo stood, draped in youth and black nail polish. All I could >>
think was, "What is the world coming to?" All I could say was, "Did I >>
leave my food and drink in here?" At this point I was ready to ask a Boy >>
Scout to help me back to my vehicle, and then go straight home and apply >>
for Social Security benefits.
>> Elmo had no clue. I walked back out to the truck, and suddenly a young >>
lad came up and tugged on my jeans to get my attention. He was holding >> up
a drink and a bag. His mother explained, "I think you left this in my >>
truck by mistake."
>> I took the food and drink from the little boy and sheepishly apologized.
>> She offered these kind words: "It's OK. My grandfather does stuff like >>
this all the time."
>> All of this is to explain how I got a ticket doing 85 in a 40. Yes, I >>
was racing some punk kid in a Toyota Prius. And no, I told the officer, >>
I'm not too old to be driving this fast.
>> As I walked in the front door, my wife met me halfway down the hall. I >>
handed her a bag of cold food and a $300 speeding ticket. I promptly sat >>
in my rocking chair and covered up my legs with a blankey.
>> The good news was I had successfully found my way home.
>> -*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*- READ BELOW !
>> Just in case you weren't feeling too old today.
>> The people who are starting college this fall were born in 1991.
>> They are too young to remember the space shuttle blowing up.
>> Their lifetime has always included AIDS.
>> The CD was introduced two years before they were born.
>> They have always had an answering machine.
>> They have always had cable.
>> Popcorn has always been microwaved.
>> They never took a swim and thought about Jaws.
>> They don't know who Mork was or where he was from.
>> They never heard: 'Where's the Beef?', 'I'd walk a mile for a Camel ', >>
or 'de plane Boss, de plane'.
>> McDonald's never came in Styrofoam containers.
>> They don't have a clue how to use a typewriter.
>> Pass this on to the other old fogies on your list.
>> Notice the larger type?
>> That's for those of us who have trouble reading.
>> P.S. Save the earth.. It's the only planet with chocolate.
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