A number of years ago I had just got a stack of Sebring photos back from the processor and absent-mindedly handed them to my mother while I was driving. She stopped at one and asked what this number meant. I looked over and gulped. She was referring to the big digit printed on a woman's ticket that was pinned to her belt in one of those plastic credential holders.
Said woman had her shirt raised to her neck, proudly displaying her puppies.
