This story seems to be a big hit these days.
One time when I was working at Kroger I got in trouble because my friend Heather wrote her name on the register, and, due to the fact that our names are the same, we were both sentenced to a shift of cart duty out in the parking lot. I was ever-so-excitedly performing my cart gathering job, as one lady and her friends finished unloading their basket. She pushed it to me so that I could add it to the line of carts that I was clearly already incapable of pushing, and she said "Thank you ma'am." I must say that I thought she was rather sweet, until I saw that directly after her comment, she turned back to study me, and after her apparant re-evaluation of my gender, she said, "I mean, sir."
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