Friday night I did my normal weekly grocery-shopping expedition, and as always I bought a case of canned pop. The bagger asked the cashier to ask me if I wanted my pop in a bag. The cashier asked me, and I said, "Yes, please."
The cashier smirked, turned to the bagger and said in a syrupy voice, "Yes, pwease!"
My boyfriend, afte hearing the story, told me I should have said something like, "See if I'm ever polite to you again, bitch."