The Young Lady On The Beach

Judy and I were on vacation staying near the ocean and we walked the beach a lot.   One day we began to notice a young lady who was at the beach almost every day.  She wasn't unusual, nor was the travel bag she carried, except for one thing; she would approach people who were sitting on the beach, glance around and then speak to them.

Generally, the people would respond negatively and she would wander off.   But occasionally someone would nod and there would be a quick exchange of money and something that she carried in her bag.

We assumed that she was selling drugs and debated calling the cops, but since we didn't know for sure, we decided to just continue watching her.

After a couple of weeks Judy said, 'Honey (cause she loves me), have you ever noticed that she only goes up to people with boom boxes and other electronic devices?'   I said I hadn’t.

Then she said, 'Tomorrow I want you to get a towel and our big radio and go lie out on the beach. Then we can find out what she's really doing.'

Well, the plan went off without a hitch, and Judy was almost hopping up and down with anticipation when she saw the young lady stroll up to where I was waiting and then left.  I then walked up the beach and met Judy at the road.

'Well, is she selling drugs?' she asked excitedly. 

'No, she's not,' I said, enjoying this probably more than I should have.

'Well, what is it then?  What does she do?’ she fairly shrieked.

I grinned and said, 'She's a battery salesperson.'

'Batteries??!!??' 

'Yep!' I replied. 

'She Sells C Cells by the Seashore!’

My right eye should be opening soon.