Monday, July 14, 2008

Does this mean I have to give him an allowance?

Whilst Friendster Guy and I were checking out at the grocery store:

Checkout lady: "Is this your son?"

Uh.

No.

In fairness (?), she was trying to figure out if FG needed to be carded for buying beer. Apparently, she needs glasses. Or I need some surgery. Needless to say it provided us with hours of comedic material. And she did apologize profusely.

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