| SCENE: |
in line at Chipotle tonight, where everyone in costume gets a $2 burrito
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| Me (to the woman on the tortilla warmer): |
I'll have a veggie burrito, please.
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| (one minute later)
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| Cashier: |
That'll be $2.
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| I look down at what I'm wearing. It is a grey hoodie and black jeans.
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| Me: |
Actually, I'm not in costume.
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| Cashier: |
Of course you are.
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| Me: |
Nope.
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| Cashier: |
You don't need to be physically in costume to be in costume. You're a Man Who Has No Idea What He Wants From His Life, And Dresses Like A Child, Which Outwardly Projects Said Belief.
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| Me: |
Jesus, you should be a therapist.
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| Cashier: |
I'm studying to be one.
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| Me: |
Cool. Well, thanks for the $2 burrito.
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| I walk away.
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| Cashier (to co-worker): |
I just thought he was dressed as a thirteen year old Jew in the year 1998. |
