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This produce guy is approached by a little old man.
“Say young feller, mind chopping this cabbage in half for me?”
The guy grins, “i’m sorry, sir. We just don’t sell ‘em that way.”
The old timer counters, “C’mon sonny, i’m all alone now and half would just go to waste.
Can’t you ask your manager?”
The young man sees his manager over by the potatoes, takes the cabbage and walks over (not realizing the old dude is following close behind).
As our produce guy gets his boss’ attention, “Mr Carlin, this wacko wants me to sell him half a head of cabbage.”
Carlin’s eyes grow wide as he sees the old man just by his employee’s shoulder.
Realizing his error, produce guy quickly adds, “fortunately this older gentleman wants the other half.”
Crisis averted, they halve the head and bag it up for the little old man, who smiles and thanks them.

A moment later, the manager makes the clerk an offer. “Guy, you’re a quick thinker. I’m gonna recommend you for our management training seminar up in Alberta next month. I can see you managing one of these stores in the future.”
Guy pauses and asks, “Alberta? Like in Canada?”
His manager answers, “Yessir, up in Canada. We’ll pay for your hotel stay.”
Produce guy counters, “No thanks. Only people I’ve met from Canada are hockey players amd hookers.”
The manager’s tone changes, “My Wife is from Canada.”
Guy (not missing a beat), “What team does she play for?”




This isn’t my story, I heard Mr Ford tell it and it’s never left me.