(Note: I am left-handed. I’m working at a music store when the most wonderfully old-fashioned customer comes in.)

Me: “Hello, ma’am, welcome to [store]! How can I help you?”

Customer: “Oh… oh, my! Are you writing with your LEFT hand?” *pulls a cross on a necklace from under her shirt*

Me: “Yes, ma’am, I’ve always been left handed. Is there anything I can assist you with?”

Customer: *frantically waves the cross around* “I’m sorry. I can’t shop here. You lefties are so unnatural; I thought they stamped you all out in elementary school!”