***Originally posted March 21, 2010***
Yesterday, I was pumping gas into my car when a black fellow across the way from me gets my attention and asks: "Do you werk alone?"
Well, I'm in sales and I often do work alone, but how is that any business of yours? "Excuse me?" I respond.
"Do you werk alone?"
The lady in the driver seat is now looking at me for an answer, and I'm still trying to figure out why this man is so interested in my profession. "What do you mean?" I ask inquisitively.
"I show you." he reaches into his car and fetches two boxes.
"Oh, I'm sorry. I don't wear cologne."