“EBT Not Accepted Here” said the new sign at my fishmonger last night.
“What’s with the sign?” I asked.
“People were coming in here ordering the most expensive stuff I have, King Crab legs, lobster, everything! Then, they’d get to the register and hand me their EBT card. I don’t take that! I sell the highest quality products to good clients. I don’t want to take EBT!”
Race Gestapo to descend on the fishmonger in 3...2...1...