So this past week, Sunshine went to a local bank to open up an account. Which in and of itself is not really newsworthy or anything.
However, the banker lady who opened his account apparently has a wicked sense of humor or something.
As he sat there answering questions and signing signature cards and all that other excessive shit one has to do to open an account in a post 9/11 world, the banker lady asked him where he worked.
Sunshine told her that he had just shut down his small business in Shreveport and moved to an old farm in the area and was trying to get it up and running. Her response? “Oh, you’re a rancher!” and promptly listed his occupation as “rancher” in her computer.
Y’all have fun with that one.