old people drive their golf carts to the wells fargo branch in sun city. i stop off there sometimes to cash a check. one of them went up to the coffee machine which read, 'Do not touch, hot' and she had crazy wild hair and looked at me and said i couldn't touch it. then said she had a problem reading any sign she saw outloud. my hand smells like a grandpa when i leave. someone must have been fingering the deposit slips.