So, I’m at the local grocery store in a reasonably busy line. Karen’s Line. She’s been a clerk there for many years and is nice to me. (At least to my face – my picture is probably on a dart board in the employees lounge – well deserved, I might add.)

I’m joking with this other dad in line, as I see no reason to limit myself to only annoying store personnel. Karen rings up my bill and I’m getting ready to leave.

The dad looks at her and asks if she’s been busy. Her response “I’ve helped a ton of people”.

OK, graduate education here we come. I look at the dad, who’s about my size, and say “You know, if the average person weighs about 200 pounds, that means she’s only helped 10 people all day.”

Yep – the look of subdued rage was all hers.