I really have no idea, but it involves [grimmholders] beautiful wife, with whom I am always trying to score brownie points, because on one hand I'm a terrible person, on the other hand, I never want her to say I can't visit the kiddos...
SO at work today, I was dealing with this customer, taped glasses, hair parted in the middle, typical awkward probably the hero of the story no one expects type. Siren start to wail outside the store, I fix him with this incredibly shocked / pissed look and I scream "What did you do!"
His eyes narrow and shift about "IF I told you, they'd have to take you in with me"
I HATE to be upstaged so I lean in close "Okay, but it better be damn good."
Entire line of customers and my supervisor all bust out laughing.
Later on, a regular customer came through, and he was asking where I've been, said whenever he comes through at night it some petite little number.
Me: you mean (namewithheld)?
Customer: Yeah! She's the nicest. You must have trained her.
Me: I resent the implication that I am nice. No I didn't train her, she is adorable though.
*Transaction concludes, he starts to leave*
Me: Hey, uh, don't tell (namewithheld) I accused her of being adorable, she can be a real fire ball and I have enough lumps on my head...