The other day, I was at a check-out paying for something, and the (very young) cashier said to me "I love your purse". Here's how the conversation went:
Her: I love your purse. Too cute. (while chewing her gum very loudly)
Me: Thanks. I've had it forever.
Her: No way! It looks brand new.
Me: Yeah, I've had it since I was in high school (that's true).
Her: I love vintage purses!
Me: Vintage? Are you calling me vintage? Seriously?
Her: (giggle). Have a nice day, ma'am.