Today I had to go to the Drug store. 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 Obama bumper sticker and just assumed that you suffer from a mental disorder.”