A customer asked, "In what aisle could I find the Irish sausage?"
The clerk asks, "Are you, Irish?"
The guy, clearly offended says, "Yes I am. But let me ask you something. If I had asked for Italian sausage would you ask me if I was Italian? Or if I had asked for German Bratwurst would you ask me if I was German? Or if I asked for a kosher hot dog would you ask me if I was Jewish? Or if I had asked for a Taco would you ask if I was Mexican? Or if I asked for Polish sausage would you ask if I was Polish?"
The clerk says, "No I probably wouldn't."
The guy says, "Well then, because I asked for Irish sausage why did you ask me if I'm Irish?"
The clerk replied, "Because you're in Halfords Clothing Store."
To my friend's astonishment, a police car pulled up to her house and her elderly grandfather got out. The patrolman explained that the old gentleman had been lost in the city park and had asked for help.
"Why, Grandfather," my friend said, "you've been going there for 40 years. How could you get lost?"
The old man smiled slyly. "Wasn't exactly lost," he admitted. "I just got tired of walking."