As the server poured my wine into a plastic souvenir cup, we chatted.
Me: We're the last people in America seeing Wicked.
(Subtext: Joking about how I'm not cool makes me cool.)
Him: Noooooooo. Wellllllll. I saw it 10 years ago when it opened.
(Subtext: You are not cool.)
Me: I read the book when it came out.
(Subtext: I was cool before you were cool.)
Him: And you probably saw the movie.
(Subtext: When it first came out in 1939. You're not cool and you're old.)
Me: Yep. Thanks!
(Subtext: Give me my fucking sippy cup of wine, junior.)