okay, i am at a charity walk for the March of Dimes, helping out and while waiting to do the post event cleanup, i am talking to this "Kid" and his girlfriend asked him about working that night and he said no problem- he wasn't going to do anything but annoy customers. (he worked at a Sonic, BTW.) so, being "hip" i asked him if he was Randall or Dante. he gave me a look like i was asking Dan Rather "what's the frequency, Kenneth?" so i spent 2 minutes explaining "Clerks" and feeling awkward. yet another "old" moment. ugh. I hate when i say something and it comes off like Dennis Miller's Monday Night Football nightmare.