I don't mean sympathy or courtesy laughter, you unfunny cunts. hearty laughter, from the diaphragm.
I just served a chap and his ladyfriend, and the lady didn't want a receipt, but the guy did. so I said 'I'll just give you half a receipt, shall I?', and the guy belly-laughed.
and he was neither old or really working class, by which I mean neither to be ageist or snobbish, but to illustrate that this was a smart guy.
okay, you can post now.