Conversation this morning on the way to work...
Diana: I think the guy at the vegetable market, the one that wears the blue coat, tries to flirt with me.
Me: (Slight pause, with a voice of total concern) You know he's mentally handicapped, right?
Diana began convulsing with laughter and I had no idea why. Turns out there's two blue coat guys at the same market. Likely story, Diana. On a team of 3 girls in the middle of nowhere it seems that the vegetable vendor is newsworthy.
(Sidenote: My grandma taught Special Ed for 30(ish) years and I was always taught to say 'mentally handicapped'.)