You bought what for a nickel?

I was complaining to my grandfather how much everything costs these days. He told me that when he was a kid he could walk into a store, and for a nickel walk out with a chicken, some candy, a gallon of milk, the newspaper, and “whatever the hell else I wanted” Of course they didn’t have surveillance cameras back then…

When I shop I use a club card to get the discounts, with a fake name and phone number of course, not because I fear a national conspiracy by Safeway or Piggly Wiggly to invade my privacy, but because it just makes me uncomfrotable knowing that someone may find out I like to read the National Enquirer (oops – seriously though where else can you find out that Paris Hilton went from crazy spoiled rich girl to Mother Theresa)


I even take the time to correct the checker when they say “thanks, uhmm, Mr. Lopozitch” I reply “actually it’s pronounced Lopovick” Of course my debit card gives me away. I always feel funny when they call me by my real name…anyway my point is that there are very few things you can do in this digitally connected post 9-11 world that isn’t recorded, video-taped, documented or stored in a database for future retrieval, so be careful posting out there or using AOL


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