Guy Who Didn't Give Me His Jacket Last Week (hereby referred to as Poe Dameron) comes in and starts talking about Brian K Vaughan.
Poe Dameron: My friend teaches third grade and she has a boy in her class named Ampersand. And I did the math, and that kid is DEFINITELY named after the monkey in Y The Last Man.
Me: Does she have a sister named 355?
PD: That would give me Feelings. I have a lot of Feelings about 355. Plus, it's kind of dooming.
Me: Right. At least the monkey lived a long, healthy life.
PD: Did he? I thought they ended up with a bunch of wonky clones.
Me: He lived a long, healthy life for a male monkey in a world where all the male mammals were killed in some weird cataclysmic event.
Another customer, hereby referred to as Finnicky pops his head around the corner.
Finnicky: I thought that was you. How is touching fruit?
PD: I don't want to talk about it.
Me: Ummm. I want to talk about it. Is Touching Fruit the new, poorly titled book by Mark Waid?
Finnicky: He works for Whole Foods in the produce department.
PD: My entire job is touching fruit and being yelled at by Cambridge people.
Finnicky: And I NEVER get to see you any more.
PD: There's just too much fruit to touch.
Me: The world is your terrible garden.