I got carded today while buying some booze. That, of course, is always a good thing. But better than just a good thing, after I smiled and thanked the cashier, he said, “Surely you’re not that far off from 21.” I smiled (possibly blushed) and handed him my license. And even better than that, after he looked at my ID, he said, “You’re doing real good.”
Improper English aside, he’s my new favorite cashier at Zanotto’s. I’m going to his line every time. EVERY time.