Milk It For All It’s Worth

Customer: “Excuse me, where’s the condescending milk?”

Me: “…Do you mean condensed milk?”

The customer blinks a few times.

Customer: “Yes. That. Also, do you sell shovels so that I can use one to dig myself a hole to die of embarrassment in?”

We both laugh, and I show him where the canned milks are.

Me: “Careful with the top shelf brands. They talk down to you.”

Customer: “Too soon!”