Conversation Piece: Circuit City

Conversation between myself and the cashier at Circuit City:

Cashier: Just so you know, the Atlanta Braves suck.
Me: Huh?
Cashier: Your hat! Anyway, I'm just kidding.
Me: Oh. Well, my name starts with an "A."
Cashier: I know. I wear a Red Sox hat because of my last name.
Me: So, your name is Red Sox?
Cashier: No, it's Boston.
Me: Yeah, that was a joke.
Cashier: I'm not racist or anything, but I also work as a waiter. And I wear my hat and black people call me "B" like "Hey B!" I wish they would let us wear hats here, but with the red shirt it would look like we were dressed to work at a fast food resturant.
Me: Well in that case I would like fries with my DVD.
Cashier: Cool. Sign in the box over there.
Cashier >looks at signature on the computer<
Cashier: Wow, hitting the early morning bottle?
Me: No. Signing in a box isn't a perfect science. Well, thanks.
Cashier: Cool! Bye A.
Me: Uh huh.