And They Can Vote . . .

This is why we need directions?

AND THEY WALK AMONG  US.......

IDIOTS IN THE NEIGHBORHOOD: I live in a  semi-rural area. We recently  had a new neighbor who called the  local township administrative office to request the removal of the Deer Crossing sign on our road. The reason: "too many deer were being hit by cars" and he didn't want them to cross there anymore. This  one was from Kingman, KS.

IDIOTS IN FOOD  SERVICE: My daughter went to a local Taco Bell and  ordered a taco.  She asked the person behind the counter for "minimal lettuce."  He said he was sorry, but they only had iceberg. And he was a Kansas City chef!

IDIOTSIGHTING: I was at the airport, checking in at the gate when an airport employee asked, "Has anyone put anything in your baggage without your knowledge? To which I replied, "If it was without my knowledge,  how would I know?  He smiled knowingly and nodded, "That's why we ask." Happened in Birmingham, Ala.

IDIOT SIGHTING: The stoplight on the corner buzzes when it's safe to cross the street. I was crossing with an intellectually challenged co-worker of mine when she asked if I knew what the buzzer was for. I explained that it signals blind people when the light is red. Appalled, she responded, "What on earth are blind people doing driving?!" She was a probation officer in Wichita, KS

IDIOTSIGHTING: At a good-bye luncheon for an old and dear co-worker who  was leaving the company due to downsizing," our manager  commented cheerfully, "this is fun We should do this more often." Not a  word was spoken. We all just looked at each other with that deer-in-the-headlights stare. This was a bunch at Texas Instruments.

IDIOT SIGHTING: I work with an individual who plugged her  power strip back into itself and for the life of her couldn't understand why her system would not turn on. A deputy with the Dallas County  Sheriff's office no
less.

IDIOT SIGHTING: When  my husband and I arrived at an automobile dealership to pick up our car,  we were told the keys had been locked in it. We went to the service department and found a mechanic working feverishly to unlock the driver's side door. As I watched from the passenger side, I instinctively tried the door handle and discovered that it was unlocked. "Hey," I announced to the technician, "it's open!" To which he replied, "I know --- I already got that side." This was at the Ford dealership in Canton, Mississippi!

. . . . and they walk among us ... and REPRODUCE