One of these days

One of these days I'm going to get punched or slapped. That's what a lot of my co-workers (current and former, who by the way suck) say.

I went to H-E-B after work yesterday and as I walked to my car, I noticed a man and a woman leaving business cards on windshields. The guy was getting ready to put a card on my car and I said, "Please don't put a card on my windshield."

He said, "Which one's your car?"

I said, "That one. Please take that card with you."

He threw his card on the hood of the car and I said, "Take it with you. That's littering."

He picked it up and said, "Your car is littering."

So I, being the clever knickers (and apparently 10 years old) said, "No, your face is littering."

They kept walking away and put my groceries in my car and started laughing. Fortunately, they didn't see me laughing. Then I saw an H-E-B employee and kindly told him to tell someone that those two people were soliciting. Whether or not they were shooed away, I left feeling pretty good because I knew Dan'l would be proud of me. After all, he's the one who taught me to say that when he replied, "Your face," when I asked him, "What stinks?"