So I went and got a sammich downstairs, right? Right. And the checkout girl gave me my change, and then quite deliberately looked at me and deadpanned, "Do you need a <em>sack</em>?" (That's right, emphasis on the "sack.") Her coworker did her best to contain herself.
I politely declined, considering I just had one simple prewrapped sandwich to carry.
I giggled the entire walk back through the building. Do you have any idea how hard it was to not say, "No thanks, I have one."
zach the sack
You should have said it!
Whatever, then they tell on me.
You still should have said it.