Bought some fishing line at Walmart the other day and took it up to that place where they have computers which you are supposed to operate on your own so they can hire fewer people. I ask a lady if she would help me run one so I could pay for the fishing line and get a receipt letting me know the price was the same at the counter as it was where I found it. (Walmart make a lot of money from people who don’t look at receipts.) I told her I don’t fiddle with computers, and she laughed at me, saying that her grandkids were computer experts, and they weren’t twelve years old. That kind of hit me wrong. I don’t take well to being made light of, though it happens often. Nobody needs to tell me I was born 100 years later than I was s’pose to be.
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