And this big black guy with a chip in his glasses started to talk to me on the line. We got there at the same time and he let me go ahead of him. So he tells me I have a far off stare. I'm like, "Like a deer caught in headlights, right?" We both laughed. I noticed he had cards so I said, "I don't do cards anymore. Just chocolate." He's like, "My wife is allergic to chocolate." So I was like, "Oh, that's awful." Then he says, "She's allergic to flowers too." So I said, "That's not too bad because flowers die right away anyway so it's not worth the money." Then he starts telling me where to buy roses that will stay alive for a week. I couldn't help but stare at the chip in his glasses. True story.