I was shopping at the market where I selected:
A half-gallon of 2% milk
A carton of eggs
A quart of orange juice
A head of Romaine
A 2lb can of coffee
And
A one-pound package of bacon
As I unloaded them on the conveyor belt to check out, a drunk standing behind me watched as I placed the items in front of the cashier.
While the cashier rang up the sale, the drunk said, “You must be single.”
I was startled, but intrigued, since I was indeed single. I saw nothing among the items that would tip the drunk off to my marital status.
Curiosity got me.
“Well, you know what? I am. How on earth did you know?”
The drunk replied, “Cause you’re ugly.”
