I went to the bookstore

I said to the salesperson, “Can you help me.”

She said, “Certainly, tell me in your own words what you need.”

“Do I have my own words?” I answered.

“What do you want?” she said.

“I would like to look in the self-help section.”

“I can’t tell you where it is, that would defeat its purpose.”

I was annoyed at the person’s unwillingness to assist me, but I just laughed scornfully and said to myself, unwillingness? No incompetence, and ineffectiveness. She should be cleaning the streets with a broom rather than getting paid to help.

“I think you have to remember to take your medication.”

“You think you’re so smart, I already took them.”

“Perhaps it’s time to double your dosage? Where did you work before working at this bookstore?”

“The Library, but I kept putting the decimal in the wrong place.”

“Your proctologist called, they found your head.”

Satoru