Today I had to pick up a prescription. As I approached the entrance the CVS, I noticed a driver looking for a parking space.
I waved at the driver and pointed out a handicap parking space that was open and available.
The driver looked puzzled, rolled down his window and said,
"I'm not handicapped!"
Well,
as you can imagine, my face was red! "Oh, I'm sorry," I said. "I saw
your Obama bumper sticker and just assumed that you suffer from a mental
disorder."
He gave me the finger and screamed some nasty names at me.
Boy! Some people don't appreciate it when you're just trying to help them out!
