Today I was cashing a check at the bank when I handed the teller my driver's license.
"Hey!" she remarked. "We have the same birthday!"
"It's a great day to have a birthday," I said, smiling hugely.
All of a sudden she stopped what she was doing and looked up.
"Well," she says. "I say the same birthday but obviously ... well, you know, it wasn't the same year. Your birthday was way before mine. I mean mine is, like, 20 years later."
A lady standing next to me smiled sympathetically and grimaced.
Now here's the thing ... WHO SAYS STUFF LIKE THAT?
I didn't even have a clever or witty response. Nothing.
But as I was walking to my car I had a thought. A very snarky thought. A very grinch-like, meany pants thought. The kind of thought that made me embarassed that it had even popped into my head.
The kind of thought that made me smile.
Sigh. I suppose you want to know what my snarky thought was ...
Nope. Not telling.