Today at the clinic, we had a couple of sales people walk in. We’ve had our quota of men in ties trying to sell everything from candy to funky fake flowers to … you name it, walking the neighborhood with sacks full of gadgets or consumables in hope of making a buck. The folks we found smiling at us this morning through the sliding window were selling huge, as in nine inch in diameter, flashlights.
Dude: It has a home charger and a car charger.
Me: Oh, so you can charge your car?
**__**
Office assistant: BWAH!
Dude: eheheheh… heh. hee. uh….
I had a client, so I got out before I found out if anyone parted with ten bucks for a spotlight. I mean, flashlight.
I’m really not able to manage the timing or the joke to actually be funny, at least not often. So it was fun to watch the dude sweat on that one. I do a good deadpan.
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