Tempers were flaring at 7th and Montana this morning as yet another gaggle of census workers descended on Our Favorite Starbucks, taking up two tables without so much as ordering a Fritter. The Ringleader, an abrasive woman wearing a Panama hat that looked like it had crossed the border illegally, went for a land grab. "Is this seat taken?," she asked, snatching one of the chairs at my table. "Yes," said Joyce, sternly. Howard tried to direct the woman to what looked like an empty table nearby, only to learn that it had already been commandeered by her colleagues. "Oh well," he said, "They're only Census workers ... they don't count!"
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This is funny. maybe they really can't count. Ha! Pete
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