Panefully Confused

On New Year’s Day, we weren’t very busy by the afternoon, so I was standing at the front talking to the security guard. As we’re chatting, a woman walks into the giant window at the front of the store, before stumbling in holding her head.

Me: “Ma’am, are you okay?”

Customer: “I’m fine.”

Me: “Would you like to sit down, or—”

Customer: “—I said I’m fine.”

She proceeds to go to the meat section.

Customer: *Confused.* “Where did all the cigarettes go?”