It begins like this, as I take my unhealthy purchases to the counter.
- CLERK: Your shirt doesn't make any sense.
- ME:Whuh? I have forgotten what shirt I am wearing. I have to look down to realize it is the long-sleeved LA FIESTA DE LOS OSOS 2000 Henley.
- CLERK: Your shirt. "The Festival of the Bears." That doesn't make any sense. Why would there be bears in an old pueblo?
- "Bear, in this context, refers to hairy and/or husky gay men. There are a number of 'Bear Runs' across the country, this one being held in Tucson on MLK weekend every year."
- "Oh, I assure you, it makes perfect sense, and you would be quite welcome there."
- "Google it."
- "Uh... well, ya know. I don't need a bag. Thanks. Bye."