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I was at a grocery store in Whittier Ca which is essentually East Los Angeles. I was the minority if you know what I mean. I was in line and the family in front of me was paying with food stamps. I started to look at the details and found that the lady had a Louis Vatton purse, the boy (probably 11-12) had a cell phone rivaling mine, and the little girl was adorrable in her $200 outfit. When I paid the lady said "you are paying with Cash?" I said "of coarse I am is there a problem?" She said "no its just that noone pays with cash at this store. They pay with food stamps" I said "technically they are paying with cash. My tax money pays for their food stamps." As I walk out to my car the lady who was in front of me gets the best of me again. My 2003 Z28 just didn't compare to her Escalade with spinning 22's. I realized I was in the wrong profession. If I could make myself illegal somehow I'd be rich.

Aside from the other emotional nonsense, how do you know their legal status?