Grandma Won’t Be Outmatched
(I’m a customer and am standing in line at the checkout behind a very sweet-looking little old lady. She’s a stereotypical, blue-haired, tiny woman dressed in a very nice yellow and pink pantsuit. The cashier is a nice-looking young man in his late teens or early twenties.)
Little Old Lady: *to the cashier* “You know, you’re a very handsome young man, and you can hold down a job. That’s a good thing.”
Cashier: “Thank you, ma’am.”
(The lady then proceeds to chat in a very friendly manner to the cashier. While talking, she’s very slowly and carefully placing one item at a time on the conveyor.)
Little Old Lady: “So, I think my granddaughter would be perfect for you. She’s just turned nineteen, she has a nice job of her own, and she’s pretty. You boys like redheads, right?”
Cashier: *dazed look*
Little Old Lady: “You really should meet her. I just know you two would be perfect for each other! I know these things!”
Cashier: “Um, ma’am—”
Little Old Lady: “So, what do you say? Would you like to meet my Linda?”
Cashier: “Ma’am, I’m gay.”
(At this, the sweet-faced little old lady just blinks and smiles.)
Little Old Lady: “Okay, so you need to meet my grandson instead!”
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