My father-in-law just casually asked whether we had a milkman when I was growing up.

You, know, like a dude who goes door-to-door delivering milk. Like in the fifties.

I asked him how old he thinks I am.

He did not answer.

Apparently he was right and I was wrong about how long milkmen remained A Thing.

I’m gonna need y’all to pinky-swear no one will tell him about this.