After spending the better part of an afternoon enduring the long lines, surly clerks and insane regulations at the Department of Motor Vehicles, a man stopped at a toy store to purchase a gift for his son.

He selected a baseball bat and took it to the cash register.

"Will that be cash or charge, sir?" asked the clerk.

"Cash," the man snapped. Realizing he had been rude, he apologized to the clerk and explained that he had just spent the afternoon at the D.M.V.

"Well, in that case, sir," the clerk said, "shall I gift wrap the bat, or are you going back there?"