I have a friend with a wicked senses of humor... (that would be YOU, Debra).
The other day I went downtown to run a few errands. I went into the local coffee shop for a snack. I was only there for about five minutes, and when I came out there was this cop writing out a parking ticket.
I said to him, "Come on, man, how about giving a retired person a break?"
He ignored me and continued writing the ticket.
His sensitivity annoyed me, so I called him a 'Nazi.'
He glared at me and then wrote out another ticket for having worn tires.
So I proceeded to call him a 'doughnut eating Gestapo...'
He finished the second ticket and put it on the windshield with the first. Then he wrote a third ticket when I called him a moron in blue.
This went on for about twenty minutes. The more I talked back to him the more tickets he wrote.
Personally, I didn't really care. I came downtown on the bus, and the car that he was putting the tickets on had one of those bumper stickers that said, 'Obama in '08.'
I try to have a little fun each day now that I'm retired. The doctor tells me that it's important to my health.