Of mice and men.

Scene: Friday morning in the Bethesda Row (Maryland) Apple Store, seven minutes after the ten o'clock opening. I'm buying a mouse. A young man is handling the transaction; his co-worker, a young woman, is standing close beside him.

HE: Do you need anything else today?

ME: No, some mornings you just wake up, and feel like a mouse.

HE: Really.

ME: And some other mornings, you wake up, and feel like a man.

HE (smiling): Yeah.

ME: But then, I'm married.

SHE (To her co-worker, while elbowing him in the ribs, hard): But you're not!