Maggie’s Motivational Pic Thread v2.0 - - New Rules - See Post #1

I was eating at a cafeteria once and the cashier was blind. I did not know it and gave him a ten dollar bill.

He told me that he could not see and asked what I gave him. I said it was a ten dollar bill.

Guess what? He gave me the correct change!

At another cafeteria in another state the cashier was also blind. In this case, I could tell that she was blind.

I got a cup of coffee and when I handed her the money I said, "here is a five." She gave me the correct change.

Now if two blind cashiers could give me the correct change you think that a high school teeny-bopper could do the same.

A hardware store that I frequent has a blind sales representative that works in the plumbing section.

I needed to get a plastic-thingy-ma-jig-whatcha-ma-call-it. I could not find the replacement in the store. He came down the aisle and his dog stopped him short of where I was standing.

The gentleman asked me if he could help. I handed him the plastic-thingy-ma-jig-whatcha-ma-call-it. He felt it for a second and said, "follow me."

I did and he when right to the aisle, section and correct bin that contained the replacement plastic-thingy-ma-jig-whatcha-ma-call-its!

Try getting that kind of service at another store when there are nothing but pimple-faced gum chewers standing around with their hands in their pockets, playing with themselves.


Educated vs ignorant.
 
I was eating at a cafeteria once and the cashier was blind. I did not know it and gave him a ten dollar bill.

He told me that he could not see and asked what I gave him. I said it was a ten dollar bill.

Guess what? He gave me the correct change!

At another cafeteria in another state the cashier was also blind. In this case, I could tell that she was blind.

I got a cup of coffee and when I handed her the money I said, "here is a five." She gave me the correct change.

Now if two blind cashiers could give me the correct change you think that a high school teeny-bopper could do the same.

A hardware store that I frequent has a blind sales representative that works in the plumbing section.

I needed to get a plastic-thingy-ma-jig-whatcha-ma-call-it. I could not find the replacement in the store. He came down the aisle and his dog stopped him short of where I was standing.

The gentleman asked me if he could help. I handed him the plastic-thingy-ma-jig-whatcha-ma-call-it. He felt it for a second and said, "follow me."

I did and he when right to the aisle, section and correct bin that contained the replacement plastic-thingy-ma-jig-whatcha-ma-call-its!

Try getting that kind of service at another store when there are nothing but pimple-faced gum chewers standing around with their hands in their pockets, playing with themselves.
Back in the early 60's I had a paper route. One of the families on the route had a blind man living there. He wasn't real old so he may have even been the homeowner. Anyway every Friday when I went to collect he would answer the door and give me a five dollar bill and say keep the change. I'd say Thanks and head out. This one week he gave me a ten and said keep the change. I told him Sir this is a ten... He said oh sure felt like a five. It must have been in the wrong order in his billfold. I laughed and so did he.
 
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