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  • Laughing makes me a bad person...

    But the timing was perfect!

    The other day I was helping a customer get some cleats for his kid when an Old Man (OM) and his wife walk up. I greet them and ask what he's looking for. He wants cleats for himself. Not for playing, but for mowing grass. (We get a lot of folks asking for cleats for this reason. It's a good 25% of our sales)

    So I offer him one of our styles of cleats and talk to him about why they're good for cutting the grass. Eventually, we get into this conversation:

    OM: Y'know, one of these companies should put out a shoe and call it a grass cutting cleat. They'd make a lot of money.
    Me: Probably, especially in this area. But that's not going to be true everywhere.
    OM: Everybody uses grass cutting cleats for the hills! Especially down Boone County way!
    Me: Yeah, but that's here. Some places don't really need them, like...California doesn't really need that.
    OM: Yeah, that's what they got Mexicans for!
    Me:

    I don't know if he intended to be racist, or was deliberately cracking a joke, but his follow up there was just too perfect not to laugh!
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