Boots & Dresses....All-Local Farmers' Market

 

Viva la difference, I always say. 

For reasons known only to himself, my chum Michael elected to wear a floral frock to shop the local farmers' market. He appeared to be bonding with another shopper, a pretty woman also clad in dress and cowboy boots. I was approaching to inquire when I overheard this exchange:

She: I'm a nurse.

Michael: I have a nurse's uniform in my van.