Do you like this joke?

In a small town, a guy just passing by goes into the local ( and only ) general store to buy tissues.

-I'd like a box of tissues, please.

The old man behind the counter just stares at him, over his rimless glasses, and answers:

- May I inquire who are they for?

- They're for me, but I don't think that's any of your business, the guy answers.

-On the contrary , my dear sir - retorts the store owner- it's of paramount importance to know everything about the intended use of all the items sold in this store. It's our goal to serve the customer in the most satisfactory manner possible, therefore I need all the information I can get. Now, do you have any history of nasal illness?

-What? What do you care? No I don't have any nasal illness.

-Well, what about you parents? I'd like your family nasal history, to be able to sell you the appropriate tissues.

The client was already getting mad with all this, so he turns around and says- Well I don't need the tissues that much, I'll just buy them in the next town!!!

As he turns to leave, a new customer walks in, carrying some tiles, and a toilet. The new arrived man, goes straight to the store owner and says:

Here they are Mr. Jones, this is the toilet, these are samples of the EXACT tiles in the bathroom, I've already shown you my a$$, and so has my wife. Can I buy some toilet paper now?