For decades, an elderly French woman ran a charming little shop in her village, known for its warm atmosphere and unique goods. One day, a large, flashy supermarket opened right across the street, boasting bold advertisements of their unbeatable prices.
One sign in particular caught everyone’s attention: Butter – $10 .
Not one to shy away from a challenge, the old woman quickly placed her own sign in the window: Butter – $9 .
The following day, the supermarket retaliated with a new sign: Butter – $8 .
The old woman, undeterred, updated her sign again: Butter – $7 .
This playful price war escalated, day after day, until one of the woman’s loyal customers grew worried.
“Madame,” the customer said, leaning in to express their concern, “you can’t keep lowering your prices like this! The supermarket can afford it, but you’re a small shop. It’s risky—you could lose everything!”
The old woman chuckled softly, a mischievous glint in her eye, and whispered back,
“Mon cher, I don’t even sell butter.”
Weigh your nuts at the register?
Well, isn’t Grocer Bob getting all macho these days?
‘yer gonna need a bigger scale bub!’ jus sayin’
Did someone say “Magnifying Glass?”…
