Checking out from a major clothing retailer the cashier offered a 10% discount if I fill out a brief questionnaire. I accepted. The questionnaire consisted principally of questions on shopping habits and contact information so they could spam me. As is my habit, I completed it with the least accurate responses possible. Scanning my answers the cashier asked me, "You're interested in information for Petites?"
I said: "Oh, yeah. Sorry, I checked the wrong one."
I wish I'd said: "What? You think I'm fat?!"