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Stop then shop
The world is too much for me
Went to get my lunch today
After I order, asked to say
My name. I think okay
But then the lady asked of me
My social security
Number Are they mad?
Worst lunch I had
Now I’m so torn
What’s next
Your first born?
This evening I did some food shopping
My pressure was surely not dropping
The cashiers are nice
But they don’t know the price
Even of the dessert topping
What the hell?
Don’t they know what they sell?
Don’t even bring up how they bag
It’s a drag
Quite a lyric rant about
Quite a lyric rant about shopping these days, for lunch or groceries, or whatever. You have taken a very frustrating experience, which I believe to be fairly universal, and given it a lighthearted turn.
Starward
Reply to you
Once again, thank you for your kind remark. FYI, they really didn't ask me for my SS#.
haha
The only time I like the
The only time I like the process is when i get carded, very rare (as I do not consume booze), and I am sixty so it is also a compliment.
Starward