Come Back, Corey!!!

Because I am swimming in the Benjamins, untouched by the financial crisis, this morning I did something at the checkout line in Topps I have never done: dropped a dollar in the tip jar for the bagger. A DOLLAR! Folding money, people! And this little fucking kid didn't even look up to say thank you. Wtf - not even a glance, just a cold-shouldered "eff you old man" as he stood there. For fuck's sake...made me wanna knock on the manager's door "WHERE THE FUCK IS COREY?"