A friend of mine works at Safeway, and he tells me about this woman that came in the other day.
She walks up as he's restocking the produce, and she asks, "Excuse me. I can't seem to find the broccoli. Can you please show me?"
He politely says, "I'm sorry ma'am, but we are out of broccoli. There should be more in the store tomorrow if you can come back then."
She doesn't respond, and just wanders off shopping again.
A few minutes later as he's stacking the oranges, she returns -- and again she asks where the broccoli is.
Again, he says, "Ma'am, we have no broccoli out here, and we have no broccoli in the back. You really need to come back tomorrow if you can. We expect a shipment then."
She once again wonders off, but a couple minutes later, he feels a tap on his shoulder. Right in his face, she says sternly, "How come I can't find any broccoli?"
He says, "Will you do me a favor?"
She asks, "What?"
He says, "How do you spell 'cat' ... like in 'catastrophic'?"
She looks puzzled, but replies, "C-A-T?"
"How do you spell 'dog' ... like in 'dogmatic'?"
"D-O-G."
He says, "So, how do you spell 'f*ck' ... like in 'broccoli'?"
She thinks a second and says, "There is no 'f*ck' in 'broccoli."
He says, "THAT'S WHAT I'M TRYING TO TELL YA', LADY!"
