In article >,
"jmcquown" > wrote:

> Heh. Was going to the store to buy cigarettes (yes, folks, cigarettes, but
> this isn't about that). The man at the store could be a twin to Chatty
> Cathy. So there's a man backed up against the door, trying to get away from
> this guy without being rude. I tapped on the door and he practically fell
> through it getting it open. The door scraped my foot and now I have a
> scrape and a bruise.
>
> Questions:
> Do I sue the customer for leaning against the door?
> Do I sue the shop employee for chatting the man up to the point he was
> desperate to escape?
> Do I sue the owner of the store for hiring this guy who won't shut up?
> Do I sue the tobacco company for making the cigarettes because now my foot
> is bruised when I went to the store?
> Do I sue the company that made the door that opened on my foot and scraped
> and bruised it?
>
> Or, should I just go make some steaming hot mashed potatoes and have a cup
> of 180 degree coffee to go with? <G>
>
> Jill

All of the above? ;-D

Mashed spuds sound sooooooo GOOD!
I may make some pureed water chestnuts this evening to satisfy the want
for them...
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Om.

"My mother never saw the irony in calling me a son-of-a-bitch." -Jack Nicholson