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Overheard behind the counter at the furniture store

Earlier this month. Obviously.

Clerk: "What's today's date? May fidth, right?"

Clerk 2: "Yeah."

Delivery guy: "Cinco day Mayo."

Clerk: "Whassat?"

Me: "It's a Mexican national holiday."

Clerk 2: "Ain't that like Spanish New Yeah?"

Me: "A big victory over the French back in the 1800s."

Delivery guy: "Well, alls I know is I'm goin' out drinkin' latah."

Clerk: "Ahh you shuah? I know some Spanish people and they ain't nevah mentioned Cinco day whatevah befoah."

Me: "Are they Mexican?"

*blank stare*

What was it that Marx said? The working class is revolutionary or it is nothing. Well, in this case, it sure as hell ain't revolutionary..."

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