The Scene: Jenny and I are at Target picking up supplies for watching a bowl game that evening. We are walking down the chips aisle as another middle aged couple is walking down the same aisle from the other direction.
Lucky: What type of chips do you want to get?
Jenny: Whatever you want.
Lucky: Well, chips are more important to you than they are too me.
Jenny: Yeah, but your a picky chips snob.
[Woman from the other couple begins giggling uncontrollably and ducks in behind her man as Jenny and myself are meeting them in the aisle]
Man From Other Couple (to Lucky): Get used to it, brother, it doesn't stop.
Although I don't remember the next interaction with quite as much detail we ended up in checkout with the same couple and Jenny thought it necessary to mock my South Carolina driver's license when I was carded, setting off a similar reaction with the woman and soliciting another exclamation of empathy from the gentleman.
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