I was at the oculist for a week. I sit and wait for my turn. Old people and young people in line. Everyone is watching the next. Then came the grandfather in the cowboy hat. The young girl calmly says to him, “Daddy, your turn.” And so twice. My grandfather reads the newspaper, zero attention. And then the girl can’t stand it and say, “Oh cowboy!” Grandpa got up and went into the office.