I've just about wet my britches reading all of these. The last time we were at Harbor Frieght my husband told the cashier there that this was the only time this year I was allowed out of the house. The look on her face was priceless. He gets aggravated at me when the checker asks for my driver's license. Sometimes I'll say, "but I don't have one, they took it away!" She looks at me like she doesn't know what to do, and he's standing behind me making that sound he makes when I do something silly. It's like a sigh and a grunt at the same time. Then I finally pull out my license for her.