Sales Lady Can't Take a Joke : Polityics Gets In the Way

       Humor is good medicine for the troubled soul. And given that most souls are troubled these days, it makes sense to laugh a little or a lot.

  I stopped by the Ford Dealership yesterday, for a look at the new F-150 aluminum pickup.

 Just for fun, I took it out for a test drive. I wanted to sense that new truck "feel" before they become old.

 

The salesperson (a nice looking, lady wearing a Hillary for
President lapel pin) sat in the passenger seat next to me, describing the truck and all its "wonderful" options.  The seats were of particular interest. She explained that the seats directed warm air to your butt in the winter and directed cool air to your butt in the summer heat.

 

Feeling like messing with her, I mentioned that this must be a Republican truck. Looking a bit angry, she asked why I thought it was a Republican truck.

 

I explained that if it were a Hillary truck, the seats would just
blow smoke up your ass year-round.

 

I had to walk back to the dealership. She had no sense of humor.