Well sir, my new motto of “being friendly” works, but doesn’t always work out like I hope.
I was shopping on the “International Foods” aisle down at the neighborhood United Nations the other day. You know, that place that stocks stuff that comes from everywhere.
With a little time on my hands, I picked up a bag of tortilla chips, pondering if I should get ’em, mostly ’cause they were marked for only $2.
I noticed a lady standing nearby, so I grinned and waved to her.