The Question Box

What Money? I have electronic money...arg!

Today I made a purchase of the Brita 3 pack filter cartridge
and a six-pack of toilet paper at RiteAid.
I know a sales clerk there, who calls me when the toilet paper
is delivered.
Okay, this is how far I will go for Scotty toilet paper.

But, then my credit card was declined... s*** on a shingle!
I called the microscopic 888 number on the back of the card.
There are no humans answering on the weekends.
I entered the credit card number and my social and the three
magic numbers on the back of the card.
A recorded human voice told me I had enough in my balance to
make the purchase.

I tried the card again with a live cashier, "It won't run as a credit."
I entered my secret pin, FU3Up.
The pin ran. But, the cashier said it ran as a credit.
I queried this since I had entered my secret pin, FU3Up.
"Just take your receipt. Next!" the cashier sniped.
I clung to my six-pack of Scotty TP as I crossed the parking lot
to my dented, rusty van.

"Hey! I'll give you $25 dollars for that toilet paper!" a rude man shouted
from his shiny black F350 Ford pickup.
"Nope." I stoically responded and hightailed it out of there.
All this because of the Corona-virus.
Toilet paper is a basic necessity and should be available to everyone.
There have been mass hysteria over Eboli and Swine flu.
But, no one went without toilet paper.

Refelections~Jesus did not have toilet paper.


Bob County