Discovering my inner sadist. →[More:] Today some girl in her early 20's tried to sell us some books. Every last one of them was underlined and highlighted, which is automatic disqualification. The buyer put them back on the counter and said "Can't buy 'em." "None of them?" she pleaded and her lip began to stick out in a pout. "Nah. Ya gotta sell 'em somewhere else. They're all marked up. Worthless to us. Can't sell 'em. NEXT!" As she walked off, I swear her lower lip was trembling. I turned to the buyer and said, "If that's all it takes to get her upset, boy did she pick the wrong city to live in!" and we laughed. Yes, we're awful, but I admit I enjoyed the whole exchange.