Meself, you reminded me of a time I was at a convenience store, late at night, seeking munchies with a like-minded friend. The cashier, who looked mighty shady, rang up our purchases and then asked us if we wanted a bag, at which my friend and I tried really hard not to burst out laughing till we left the store...

Senoufou (hey, I just got it! I had read but not typed your screen name), *your* reminded me of two stories from one of my sisters, back when a law clerk for a judge named Katz, answering a telephone inquiry with No, I'm one of judge law clerk's cats, and had to hang up instantly in embarrassment. Her hubby, back in the days before gay marriage or even uncloseting, and who had kept his name when they got married, once answered an inquiry "are you mr. (her name)?) with No, mr. (her name) is my wife, and also had to hang up instantly.