Playing The Name Game

(It’s a Sunday, and my best friend and I are going to the movies along with his little sister. However, the theater has closed early and we instead decide to go to a restaurant nearby. We order some appetizers and are just chatting. My friend works at a grocery store and still has his polo and nametag on. He’s not one of the sharpest knives in the drawer but he’s a really good person. We notice one of the bus girls approach us.)

Worker: “Hi. You’re [Friend], right?”

Friend: “Yeah, how’d you know that?”

Worker: “My name is [Worker]. Don’t you remember me?”

Friend: “Uh…” *pulls the ‘oh, yeah’ face* “I think I actually do! How you been?”

Worker: “I’m lying. We’ve never met before.”

(At this point his sister and I laugh hysterically.)

Me: “You get a high five for that!”

Sister: “Can I shake your hand?”

Worker: “I’m sorry. You had your nametag on and I just couldn’t resist.”

(My friend has a really good sense of humor and appreciates a good joke. As we’re leaving, we tip the waitress and he gives an extra tip to the bus girl as well.)