Wednesday, May 13, 2015


 HANDICAPPED PARKING Today I had to go to the mall. As I approached the entrance, I noticed a driver looking for a parking space.  I flagged the driver and pointed out a handicap parking space that was open and available.  The driver looked puzzled, rolled down her window and said, "I'm not handicapped!”  Well, as you can imagine, my face was red! "Oh, I'm sorry," I said. "I saw your Hillary bumper sticker, and I just assumed that you suffered from some sort of mental disorder.”  She gave me the finger and screamed some nasty names at me.  Boy! Some people don't appreciate it when you're just trying to help them out!