“Hello, I’d like to put this carrot in my snatch.”
The cashier gives me an incredulous look. “Ma’am?”
I blush as I immediately realize how it sounded, “No, no, I meant I’d like to use my purse as a bag instead of the plastic ones please. Clutch — I meant clutch!!”
I pay as quickly as possible and bustle out the door.
All day it’s been like this. At the butcher’s, I said I wanted to put his mea...