We went to a Mariners game last week, A twofer! That is a make up game where you pay for one and get two!Anyhow, game was boring .. too few folks cheering and the food was a big disappointment.
One odd thing .. I went to a grill to order a footlong. I had trouble understanding something the sales person asked me. The sales person was about 6' 2, broad shoulders., shoulder length hair. I excused my hearing ..
"Sorry, sir, I did not understand."
Salesperson: garbled ... question.
"I am sorry but its noisy and I don't know what you want?
Salesperson (obviously angry) ... grabbed both shoulders, pulled the T shirt as tight as possible across the span of at least 50 inches, and said distinctly ...." grr, garble, grrr"
I attempted to apologize again, pointing to my ears and the salesperson leaned into me and dropped her hands lower ... "Mammmm ...NOT Sirrrrhh!"
Apparently, with the shirt stretched I was supposed to notice to rather diminutive mounds, breasts? Even now I am not sure but I gather the sales person was a female ... or at least someone wanting to be identified as such. Hell, for all I know she is a biological, XX true female with an unusual physique. Dare I suggest that she might dress in some way that would make ti easier for an innocent customer to use the correct appellation?
I apologized as well as I could and in return got a half cooked foot long.
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