Existential Quandary

“What is our reason for being here?” Fred asked.

“Well,” Lenora tapped her chin as she pondered an answer, “that’s a good question. Many philosophers throughout the ages have attempted to answer that question. Is life simply a mistake and we have to define our own purpose in life, or are we the handiwork of some omnipotent being? Those are just two out of hundreds of possibilities. Men and women of great intellects have spent entire lives trying to answer that simple question.”

“No. I meant: What is our reason for being here at the grocery store?”

“Oh. We need milk.”