Scene: I am cleaning out one of The Store's fitting rooms that looks like a bomb filled with clothing went off in it. I was just eating a triscuit cracker and started to choke a little bit on the little bit of the cracker that went down the wrong tube.
Enter The Customer, looking to try on a sweater.
Customer: You're not getting sick, are you?
Me: No, no, I'm not sick. I'm just choking on a triscuit.
Customer: Oh good. (and proceeds into the fitting room)
Thanks for your concern, ma'am. Have a great day.