(I am a customer having lunch at a cafe near my office. I overhear two teen girls at the table next to mine.)
Customer #1: “I don’t like this Chewbacca sandwich.”
Customer #2: “Um… what?”
Customer #1: “This Chewbacca sandwich. It’s too tough.”
Customer #2: “I think you mean ciabatta.”
(I’m a customer here. When you place an order, the cashier asks for a name to call when the order is ready. As I’m finishing my lunch and getting ready to go, I hear over the intercom speakers…)
Employee: “Aragorn, the firstborn son of Arathorn, your order is ready!”
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(I am at work and I see two girls from my college I know as acquaintances, but not as much more than that. I have a crush on one of them as she is really pretty and seems nice for the most part. I watch as she and her friend approach the register.)
My Crush: “No, you’re wrong! I’m telling you, he never said that!”
(I assume they are gossiping about something until I listen a little more to the conversation.)
Her Friend: “No, he did! He totally did! We watched it last night, stupid!”
My Crush: “Obi-Wan never says, ‘I love you, Anakin.’ The line is ‘You were my brother, Anakin. I loved you.’!”
Her Friend: “No!”
My Crush: *turns to me* “Oh, hey, [My Name]! What’s up?”
Me: “Not much. I’m good. And you’re right; Obi-Wan’s line was ‘You were my brother, Anakin. I loved you.’”
My Crush: “Oh, my God, thank you!” *turns to her friend* “And you call yourself a Star Wars fan.”
(Her friend scowls, but they pay and say goodbye. I watch as they get to the automatic doors. Her friend pretends to use ‘The Force’ on them. Suddenly, my crush jumps in front of her.)
My Crush: “YOU SHALL NOT PASS!”
(I walked over and asked her out. We got married a month ago.)
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Me: “Hello, miss, can I help you?”
Patron: “Yeah, I’ve been searching these shelves for about ten minutes and I can’t find any books on this one guy.”
Me: “Who are you looking for books on?”
Patron: “Oh, I think he’s quite famous! Wait, I know his name.”
Me: “Well, what did he do?”
Patron: “Something to do with the army…”
(The patron pauses for a bit before realizing.)
Patron: “Oh! Darth Vader!”
(I have a caller named Victor Krumm in the computer system. I’m a Harry Potter fan.)
Me: “Okay, sir, so you’re Victor Krumm?”
Caller: “Yep, that’s me.”
Me: “Sorry, this might sound funny, but did you know that there’s a book series called Harry Potter with a character with that name?”
(There’s a pause, as if he’s thinking, and suddenly he yells.)
Caller: “THE MUGGLES KNOW!”
(He hangs up. His wife calls a little while later to actually schedule.)
