Grocery Shopping

"Whaddaya ridin'?" asks the guy who is scanning my groceries.
"BMW GS", I reply.
No flash of recognition, he's just reacting to my cordura jacket and leather pants.
"How fast is it?" His curiosity is genuine.
"Itsa whole lot faster than I'll ever ride it", I admit.
Silence. He pauses, the almond milk container is suspended mid swipe over the barcode reader. He looks me in the eye and he gets it that I'm serious. And here comes the grin, both from the cashier and the guy bagging my purchases in a blue canvas Yamaha tote bag (swag from Rich Oliver's Mystery School) - they know I'm telling the truth. For a moment the separation between customer and service provider dissolves, and we're just three people laughing and sharing a moment.