Dorito...

Yesterday, Mom and I went to lunch. Our server's name was Vitoria. My mother is the epitome of well-mannered, and is always sure to thank servers and address them by name. On our way out of the restaurant, Vitoria thanked us, and told us to have a good afternoon. Mom said, "Thank you, Dorito, you have a good day as well."

And then she looked at me and said, "Ohh, my Lord, I just called her Dorito."