Yeah nah: The weather being so fuck-off cold that woollen gloves are insufficient.

Nah yeah: Proclaiming “hooray for menopause” during a checkout conversation. It’s a long story.

*Long story short:

Me, referring to the terrible weather to lady behind me: Another beautiful day in paradise… 

Lady: I love this weather… I’ve been out all morning getting photographs of leaves. *goes spiel I can’t recall word-for-word about how getting up early is the best time to photograph leaves, as the sun changes the colour*

Me: Don’t you hands get cold?

Lady: No, I get hot flushes so it’s ok. I’m of that age.

Me: Hooray for menopause!

Checkout lady: *says nothing but looks both amused and wildly uncomfortable*

Legend of a lady: When it’s so cold I’m about 35 degrees. I look for the postives.

Yep. This woman is a deadset champ.

This is yet another reason why you should NEVER go with the self-service option.