From the post "Ordinary People in a Blue Town":

TIME & PLACE: Yesterday afternoon at the supermarket checkout [in Santa Barbara]...

SETUP: I've bought a pound of broccoli salad at the deli counter, and when I look at the register tape, I see that I've been charged $27. The checkout lady goes off to the deli counter to get a corrected price sticker. On her way she says to her supervisor, "C'mere, you gotta see this." She gets back and starts writing up the refund.

CHECKOUT LADY: $27 for a pound of salad. That's George Bush inflation.

SUPERVISOR: It could come to that. Bush. Ugh.

ME: Remember that his father didn't like broccoli and said so? Pissed off the farmers in these parts.

GUY: I hate George Bush. Father and son.

CHECKOUT LADY: Bush. Hate him.

SUPERVISOR: Hate him...

Once again, I'm no psychologist, but doesn't this seem a bit... odd? The first thing on the checkout lady's mind seems to be George W. Bush. Her supervisor, the unnamed other customer, and the author all seem to share that same affliction. Could they perhaps all be suffering from... PEST?

I left the following comment, self-rated as a 4 in the humor department:

Their breakroom must be a fun place:

Checker 1: "I hate George Bush!"

Checker 2: "Me too. Except, I hate them both. Father and son!"

Bagger 1: "I hate the whole family, even the ones I've never heard of!"

Supervisor 1: "I HATE THEM ALL!!!!"

Bagger 2: "I too hate all of them, each and every one."

Produce jobber 1: "I was passing by and I heard how much you hate George W. Bush! I have to say, I hate him too!"

Bagger 3: "So, can anyone give me a ride to the PEST sing-a-long?"

I had to finish it some way, right?

Let's try this one instead:

Their breakroom must be a fun place:

Checker 1: "Did you wear your new bikini to the beach yet?"

Checker 2: "No, I had some yard work to do, clearing bushes."

Checker 1: "I hate George Bush!"

Checker 2: "Me too. Except, I hate them both. Father and son!"

Bagger 1: "I hate the whole family, even the ones I've never heard of!"

Supervisor 1: "I HATE THEM ALL!!!!"

Bagger 2: "I too hate all of them, each and every one."

Produce jobber 1: "I was passing by and I heard how much you hate George W. Bush! I have to say, I hate him too!"

Bagger 3: "So, can anyone give me a ride to the PEST sing-a-long?"