(I am at an animal charity thrift shop. They are passing out vouchers to help get dogs and cats spayed and neutered. An employee approaches me.)

Employee: “Hello, how many pit bulls do you have?”

Me: “I don’t have pit bulls. I need the vouchers for two male cats.”

Employee: “Okay, and what’s your address?”

Me: *I give her my address*

Employee: “…and how many pit bulls do you have?”

Me: “I do not have pit bulls. It’s for two male cats.”

Employee: “What’s your name?”

Me: *I give her my name*

Employee: “How many pit bulls did you say you have?”

Me: “I do not have any pit bulls. It’s for two male cats.”

Employee: “Okay. Well, you can take your pit bulls to—”

Me: “Ma’am, I DO NOT have pit bulls! Why do you keep asking me that?”

Employee: “Well, you just look like you do!”