it’s very random
I was in Bread Co yesterday evening to meet a client for her print ordering session. I always make sure I spend some money there when I meet someone at Bread Co. So I’m at the counter in the middle of placing my order and the cashier interrupts me with:
“You’re my favorite customer.”
Of course, I said “what?” and laughed a little and he said, “you said ‘caramel,’ not ‘carmel.’ ‘Carmel’ sounds so… gross.”
Gave me a giggle. I said, “well, it’s spelled ‘caramel’!” Any time I order my caramel drinks there or at McDonald’s or wherever, they always repeat it back “carmel”!
This Grammar Nazi dies a little inside each time. It might be noticeable if it weren’t for people around here saying “warsh” all the time, that has already deadened me.
Apparently I have some anxiety issues. My new class talking about and scheduling the three after-class get-togethers and already I’m trying to think of ways to get out of going, to avoid being around people. Whut. And, to be honest, I don’t even know why. They are all perfectly lovely ladies.