Cricket

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?"

Jan:  "Shusssshhhh!"

Me:  "What?"

Cricket comes over and begins checking groceries.

Cricket:  "Hi!"

Me:  "Hi Cricket ... snicker"

Cricket:  Puzzled look.

Cricket finishes checking the groceries.

Me:  "So, uh, that's an unusual name."

Cricket:  "Huh?"

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?"

Me:  "Sigh".