This Morning at work our young intern asked "Where would we keep the new razor blades?"

I said "I keep them in my truck for when I am out on a job, I'll go get you one"

As I walked to my truck there was a crippled black man walking torwads me, we met, shook hands and he asked me,

"Where is the SAVS-A-LOT?"

I pointed way down the hill and said "It's across the street from that busy intersection and to the right."

I looked at the little old man and his cane and asked "Do you want a ride and do you have a way back?"