I actually don't know what jibber-jabber is. I remember Mr. T mumbling it in a commercial, though and it stuck. Anywho, a lady brought in a coupon today. Why is this significant? Aren't coupons brought in every day? How else could she save money? All valid questions, but this one was different. This coupon brought me back to a simpler time. Yes, I remember it like it was...acutally....it's a little foggy. 1988. That's right, 1988. The fucking thing EXPIRED in 1988. That means the Good Housekeeping/Family Circle/Playgirl (whatever, it was cut out - who knows) was actually circa 1987ish. Good Lord, woman, it's time to do some recycling or burning or something.
The best part is that she tried to play it off like it wasn't from Mark McGwire's rookie season. I had her, though. "Sorry, ma'am, this expired when Reagan was in office." I never thought I'd get to say those words. Babies born during that coupon can now buy alcohol. The Berlin Wall was still erect. So, I informed her the product was defunct and she was crestfallen. I'm not sure if it was because her leg cramps would continue or if because she now knew it was not 1988. I'm hoping the former, but the latter is probably a better bet.
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