So I'm pushing my cart out of SuperTarget (best store EVER) and as I get to my car and start to load my bags, the "cart-boy" comes over and tells me I smell like heaven. What?! For one thing, I was downwind. For another thing, I am at least 10 years older than him. I had to suppress a heartfelt gaufaw (sp?) and instead I thanked him and got in my car and laughed the whole way home.
Not bad for not having had a shower for 3 days!!