Uncovered

I stopped at a toy store to pick up a gift for my son.

I brought my selection - a Baseball bat - to the cash register.

"Cash or charge?" the clerk asked.

"Cash," I snapped.

Then apologizing for my rudeness, I explained, "I've spent the afternoon at the motor-vehicle bureau."



"Shall I gift wrap the bat?" the clerk asked sweetly,

"Or are you going back there?"