Funny story, i went into the gas station behind my house about a week ago. I'm in there at least once a day, and in a town with less than 100 people, they are pretty used to seeing me as a guy. Well that particular day, a guy i dont see working there very often(hes there sometimes, but usually its a russian girl or the owner). Well i went up to the counter, and got a pack of cigs with my usual diet mtn dew and he said, How are you doing today young lady. He was probably in his early 50s, no way he was senile. The russian girl who usually works the register was behind the counter unpacking cartons of cigs, i just looked at her and smiled, she giggled, didnt bother me though since i was on cloud9 at the time after what he said to me.
I keep calling her russian girl, on a side note, because shes worked there for a year, and i still dont know her name. She's my downstairs neighbor even haha. Maybe next time i go in there ill ask her.