My clever way.

When checking out at a local grocery, I’m invariably asked, ‘Do you have a rewards card?’ Apparently, that would qualify me for discounts, also known as rewards. ‘No,’ I tell the clerk. ‘I don’t deserve rewards. That’s the story of my life. Absolutely no rewards.’ Maybe the clerk feels sorry for me. Anyway, it starts a conversation. Often, clerks don’t know what to make of me. The inquisitive ones seek an explanation. For being denied money-saving rewards. ‘Because I’m a bad guy,’ I lament. As I yank out a calling card. Identifying me. As a rogue. With a direct address to my blog. Yes, my clever way. To promote readership. --Jim Broede