Sir Dude
(I am 58 years old and in the checkout line. As the twenty-something cashier is scanning my groceries she asks:)
Cashier: “Would you like paper or plastic bags, sir?”
Me: “Plastic.”
Cashier: “Did you find everything today, sir?
Me: “Yes.”
Cashier: “Do you have any coupons, sir?”
Me: “No.”
Cashier: “Do you need any stamps, sir?”
Me: “No.”
Cashier: “Do you have any bottle returns, sir?”
Me: “No.”
Cashier: “That comes to $48.53, sir”
Me: *as I am handing her the cash, I say jokingly* “You know, you keep calling me ‘sir.’ That may make me feel like an old guy.”
Cashier: *handing me my change* “Here’s your change, dude.”
(I cracked up laughing, thanked her, and chuckled the rest of the day when I recalled the event. Thanks for the laugh!)
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