Old age raises it's ugly head in many insidious ways. Take this afternoon for example.
Jan and Rob are at the local Piggly Wiggly. They take their cart to a checkout line with the light on, but no checker. And there they wait.
Stockgirl: "Hey Cricket, you have a customer."
Me: "Cricket? Who names their kid Cricket?"
Cricket comes over and begins checking groceries.
Me: "Hi Cricket ... snicker"
Cricket: Puzzled look.
Cricket finishes checking the groceries.
Me: "So, uh, that's an unusual name."
Me: "Your name ... Cricket. That's an unusual name."
Cricket: "My name's not Cricket, it's Bridgette" (points to name tag that says "Bridgette").
Me: "Oh ... Bridgette. That's an unusual name too."
Jan: "Damnit Rob ..."
Cricket/Bridgette: "Have a nice day."
Jan: "Why do you always have to embarrass me in public?"