While I was at work today, this old guy and his... wife?... came up to the desk and stood there for a minute staring off into space, then the old guy came up to my seat and was all,
"My sister, would you be able to help me?"
I think I probably made a weird face for a minute, because I realized he was calling ME "My sister," before I snapped out of it and helped him find the CD he was looking for.
Oh, Utah. You are so very full of such very odd mormons.