The Funniest Man Alive

I’m working service bar, making slushies and Dewayne is picking up his drinks, mumbling something about, “No, they don’t come with free refills.”

“What’s that Dwayne?” I ask.

He nods his head, giving me a fierce look through those square glasses, “Oh, I thought you were Heather.”

“Well Dwayne, we do both have blue eyes and blonde hair.”

“Hmmm,” he replies, “You need to be more cultured in this bar.”