After spending 3-1/2 hours enduring the long lines, surly clerks and insane regulations at the department of motor vehicles, a lady stopped at a toy store to pick up a gift for her son.

She brought her selection – a baseball bat – to the cash register.

“Cash or charge”, the clerk asked?

“Cash”, she snapped.

Then apologizing for her rudeness, she explained, “I’ve spent the afternoon at the motor-vehicle bureau. I am way past sane”!!

“Shall I gift -wrap the bat” the clerk asked sweetly, “or or you going back there”?

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