Yes… I’m a scientist.

I had to take my car to the dealer this morning for service.  It was going to take an hour so I got the shuttle to work.  Driven by a nice (enough) old man, most likely in his 80s.  He wanted me to sit in front with him and he dropped me off last.  He told me all about his old business (a grocery store) and how terrible it was.  Then we pull up at my office and he says, “What do you do anyway?”  “I’m a scientist,” I say.  “Really?” He says, “Why aren’t you old and ugly?”

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