Because after a day like today, a laugh is worth a great deal:
Teen cashier: I’ll need to see some ID.
Female shopper: Ok, here you go.
Teen cashier: [Looks at woman’s driver’s license.] Oh wow, so you’re an organ donor?
Female shopper: Yes.
Teen cashier: Oh my god! Which organ did you donate?
–Trader Joe’s, Union Square Overheard by: rko
Which reminds me of Monty Python’s The Meaning of Life (via wikiquote):
[Mr Brown answers the door of his home to find two men dressed in white labcoats.]
Labcoat #1: Hello. Uh… Can we have your liver?
Mr Brown: What?
Labcoat #1: Your liver. It’s a large, uh… glandular organ in your abdomen.
[Mr Brown just stares at the labcoated men.]
Labcoat #1: You know, it’s, uh… it’s reddish-brown; it’s sort of, uh…
Mr Brown: Yeah, y-yeah, I know what it is, but… I’m using it! I…
[The labcoated men push into the house. The second man holds Mr Brown against the wall.]
Labcoat #2: Go on, sir! Don’t muck us up, now!
[The first labcoated man searches him and pulls out a card.]
Labcoat #1: Hel-lo! What’s this, then?
Mr Brown: A liver donor’s card.
Labcoat #1: Need we say more?
Labcoat #2: No!
Mr Brown: Listen! I can’t give it to you now. It says, ‘in the event of death’. Uh. Oh! Ah. Ah. Eh.
Labcoat #1: No one who has ever had their liver taken out by us has survived.
Mr Brown: Agh.