I needed six shot glasses.
Here is the conversation with a clerk:
ME: "Do you have six shot glasses?"
CLERK: "What do you want them for?"
ME:: ::::blinks::::
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"For my six-shooter, son. For my six-shooter."
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"I need them because of what you just asked me."
At least she didn't ask what she was really thinking:
"What does an old geezer like you want shot glasses for on a Wednesday morning?"
Were you wearing your AA pin at the time??
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