Ninja
I should have blogged this years ago, when it happened; but now, for posterity:
One day, Jen and I were at Home Depot. Whilst paying, I notice that the cashier (a teenage girl) had a nametag that said "Ninja."
"Ha, I can't believe they let you do that."
An imperceptible sigh, from one who has heard this many times. "It's my name."
"It is? You are so cool! I mean, I guess your parents are SO COOL!"
This earned me an icy look. Psychic daggers shoot through my face. She responded in the deniably venomous tone of voice that only a teenage girl can make after hearing an adult tell her that her parents are "so cool."
"Not really."