As a single mom, I was shopping at the local supermarket-where I selected : A carton of 2L skim milk, a carton of eggs, carton of orange juice. a head of lettuce,
small tin of decaf coffee and 500g bacon......
As I was unloading my items on the checkout conveyor belt, a grossly inebriated gentleman standing behind me, watched me closely as I placed the items in front of the cashier.
While the cashier was registering through my purchases, the drunken individual calmly stated, "You must be single, lady"...
I was somewhat startled by his proclamation, however I was intrigued by this derelict's keen intuition, since I indeed had never found my 'Mr. Right'.
I looked at the six items on the checkout and saw nothing unusual about my selections that could have tipped off this drunken fellow to my marital status.
Curiosity getting the better of me, I said, "my dear fellow, you are indeed 100% correct, but prey-tell how on earth did you deduce that?"
