I went to the pet store for to buy a clipper blade. The lady asks me if I need help, I tell her I need a 50 blade.
She says: No, were out. I can order it for you.
I say: No, that's cool, its not important I can order it myself.
She says: Are you a dog groomer?
I say: No, I'm a barber.
She says: You intend to use a dog clipper blade on people?
I say: You bet your monkey ass I do.
...then I c-walked back threw the parking lot to my vehicle...