grocery store check out.
teller: HI!!! did you find everything alright? (in exceptionally shrill chipper tone)
me: yes, thank you.
teller: anything under the cart? (despite the fact that I used a hand basket)
me: no Ma’am.
teller: any coupons?
chicken thighs, sweet potatoes, celery, green beans, & carrots going down the conveyor.
teller: OH BOY, I’M COMIN TO YOUR HOUSE TO DINNER! WHATCHA MAKIN?
me: dog food.
teller: bewildered expression.
me: contentment from silenced teller.