I’ve just stepped inside a bakery and before I can even look at the menu an elderly lady sitting at table behind me asks “Do you want to read some jokes?” I’m confused, she doesn’t want to tell me jokes, she wants me to read them? Her friend interrupts and asks where I’m from and then proceeds to tell me about her life. The initial lady hands me four worn pieces of paper folded in half with one newspaper like comic strip joke on each page. I read them, she doesn’t ask me about them because her friend is still going on telling her story. I eventually order and as I’m waiting, I hear her ask the next group of people that walk in, if they would like to read some jokes. Sedona, AZ

“I don’t like cheese.” -a guy Proceeds to talk about some cheeses he can tolerate. Then says: “But I love Mac n Cheese!” “WHAT!?!” -everyone around

“Why is there hair on your arm?” -kid “…” -me “Did you put it there, is that why it’s so short?” -kid Me laughing. Diamond Bar, CA

“IS THERE SOMETHING THAT MAKES YOU THINK PEOPLE WITH HEADPHONES ON WANT TO TALK!!!” -a guy walking by (with headphones on…obviously) Seattle, WA

“It’s dangerous crossing the street.” -lady “It is?” -me “Yeah, there’s like cars turning and stuff.” -lady “…” -me “I haven’t been outside… well I haven’t crossed a street in a long time.” -lady Burbank, CA

“What up creamers!” -by a guy approaching a large group of people eating ice cream in Silverlake, CA