[RKDinOKC]

My dad told about the local butcher couldn't sell ground beef because of the rationing stamp stuff. The butcher was only allowed to make so much, the rest was sold as cuts for lots more money. My Dad tells about letting his temper get the best of him, going behind the counter, throwing a side of beef on the block, and cutting a big chunk out of the middle ruining any cuts you could make. Then storming out throwing some money at the cashier, all while the butcher was yelling and screaming at him. My dad was a big guy so that's about all the butcher could do to try to stop him was yell and scream.

The next time dad went to that grocery they came out greeting him all nice as could be. Because he had ruined that side of beef they were allowed to grind it up for hamburger and could sell a LOT more of than the cuts normally allowed.

During this time my Parents lived in New Jersey. My mom says the grocers wouldn't let her shop there, buy anything, talk to her, and wouldn't take her money because they didn't know her. My dad had to go tell them she was his wife before they would let her shop in their store. My dad said it was because the store keeps in that neighborhood were Jews.