"Where's your mouthwash?" she asked.
"It's on aisle eight," I reply, "On the left."
"I was just there. I didn't see my mouthwash. I can't think of the name of it. It starts with an 'M'."
"I'm sorry, I don't know mouthwashes, and I'm not good at Scattergories."
I step to the computer and type in "Mouthwashes that begin with M" into a Google search. I find a website that lists about 20 different brands. I start asking her, going down the list. And none of them start with 'M'.
"I'm sorry, maybe someone from the front of the store can..."
Lady walks away. Not a word, not an insult, nothing. She just walks away from me before I can finish my sentence.
I feel inadequate now. Someone please hold me.