My father dresses in a suit every day (he’s a lawyer).

He once stopped at a supermarket on his way home from work. While perusing the aisles, a young man approached him.

Young Man: Sir, where do you keep your ketchup?
Dad: Um, in my refrigerator. Did I win??!?

The Young Man had NO IDEA my dad was messing with him. It was clear the man thought my father was an employee. I’m pretty sure the rest of the conversation included a question of whether or not my dad would get the ‘grand prize’ for answering the question correctly.

Another of his favorite responses:

Clerk: Sir, would you like your milk in a bag?
Dad: No thanks. The last time you did that, it made it really hard to pour.

But my favorite story is the only one where he wasn’t deliberately messing with people: he paid and left and approached his minivan. But it wouldn’t unlock. He kept trying to fit the key into lock and it just wouldn’t fit. He may have spent five or so minutes attempting to unlock his car door.

Finally someone approached cautiously & asked him what he was doing. Sure enough, at that moment my dad realized he got the wrong car. Right model, right color, wrong car.

He turned to the guy, held up his key and said, “I just wanted to see if my key fit into all the other cars that looked like mine.”

Such a priceless story. I love my dad.

It made her laugh.