When we checked out today I had to break a bill and the cashier in the casino saw I was carrying my suit and said, "look at your little suit, you're so cute." I haven't been owned that hard since grade school. :'(
About 7-8 years ago I was getting a suit jacket (Marc Jacobs collection for those tracking my purchases) dry cleaned and the woman at the register, a nice old Minnesotan lady right out of Fargo, said something to the effect of “oh this looks really cute, you must be scoring points dropping this off”. I must have had a very confused look ohn my face, because she goes “this isn’t for your wife?” I say “no, just me”... then to twist the knife she replies
“But it’s so small”, phrased like a question as if it’s my fault she was confused. I said ”No, still me” while my genitals retracted into my pelvis, and walked off in defeat.
