Chris! That’s A Terrible Word!

Most of the time, when I close at my store, I am the only girl in a department of guys. Most of the guys are younger than me so I get used to making dirty jokes with them. One day, I’m cleaning a section and find some packaging from a stolen item. I call over my PIC — Person In Charge.

Me: *Jokingly* “It looks like a giant nipple!”

He laughs and I continue cleaning. I find the rest of the packaging spread throughout the store and finally see what it is. I go over to my PIC; there are a few customers nearby but not talking to him.

Me: “Oh! It was a nipple.”

PIC: “Ha. Ha. Stop being inappropriate.”

Me: “Um, no… I’m not being inappropriate. That’s what it’s called. It’s the nipple part for a bottle that comes with the breast pump. Aside from ‘teat’, I don’t think there’s any other name for it.”

PIC: *Turning bright red* “O-Oh…”