Cheerio

There's a shop up the street that makes decent sandwiches so sometimes I pick one up for lunch.  Apparently, I've been there enough that the cashier noticed me, since last time she asked for my name. I told her and she said good, now she knows.

It reminded me of the theme to Cheers:



"You want to go where everybody knows your name."

No I don't.  I just want to go in, get my sandwich, and leave.  In fact, I found it sort of creepy that this woman wanted to know my name.  Not sure if I'll be back.