The other day I stopped at a local bakery for a snack. Everything seemed normal.
Me: I would like to get a cupcake.
Cashier: Ok, would you like anything to drink with that?
Me: Hmm...I'll take a soda. (Pauses and looks around to see who said such a ghastly word) I mean a coke.
I walked away, cup in hand, shaking my head. How could I let that slip?