A Minor Mistake

(I’m currently a high school student. I look really young, about 12 or 13, so I’m not hit on very often. A customer aged about 30 walks up to me, smirking.)

Customer: “Remember when I asked you out two years ago, and you turned me down because you said you live too far away? Well, look where we are now. I have a job at [local corporate headquarters], and you clean up people’s trash at a movie theater.”

(He drops trash on the ground.)

Me: “I’m sorry, sir, but I’m not who you think I am. I go to [local high school]. Also, I only date girls.”

(The customer slowly realizes that I am both a minor and a lesbian.)

Customer: “Oh. I’m way off, aren’t I?”

Me: “Yes, sir.”

(The customer picks up his trash, and scurries off with a sheepish look on his face.)