A Stick

Last Thursday, while walking to lunch, I was accosted by two well-dressed visiting businessmen sporting work-related badges of some sort. "How are you?" one man asked. "Fine," I replied, "how are you?" "You know," one said, as they both came forward to shake my hand, "you are the first person we've met on the streets of Sacramento who doesn't have a stick up their ass. I mean, what's wrong with this city?"

I found the whole encounter to be rather baffling - I mean, it was a nice day, so why not be friendly? But then I wondered, if everyone in Sacramento has a stick up their ass, and I don't - where can I get one?