The man walked up to the counter and said, “Let me have some grits and an RC.”
“You must be from Georgia,” said the guy behind the counter.
“What the hell kinda stereotypical remark is that?” remarked the man. “If I walked in here and asked for a sausage, would you think I was Polish?”
“No,” replied the guy.
“If I walked in here and asked for some Chow Mein, would you think I was Chinese?”
“No.”
“If I walked in here and asked for some pizza, would you think I was Italian?”
“No,” said the guy with a heavy sigh.
“Then why in the hell do you think I’m from Georgia?” said man in an irritated tone.
The guy behind the counter just shook his head and said, “Because this is a hardware store.”
