You are not cinderella

I had a friend tell me a story about going to Fredericksburg, Texas. Fredericksburg is famous for their peaches. Anyway my friend was looking to go there an get some peaches (my friend lived out of town). He was told that there was one place that had the best peaches in Fredericksburg. He was told to ask for a guy named "Peaches" at this particular peach orchard. So my friend went there and approached the counter (where they sold the peaches) and asked for peaches. The nice lady at the counter asked him, "What type of peaches would you like to buy?" "No" my friend said loudly, "I mean I need to speak to peaches!!" About this time this extremely large dude (6'5" 285 lbs) was walking from the back area to the counter with a case of peaches on each shoulder. My friend, now confused says, "I was told to ask for "Peaches" does he work here or not??" Well by this time the large dude was standing (towering over everyone) behind the counter still holding the 2 cases of peaches. The big dude gave my friend a very dirty look dropped the cases on the ground and walked off. My friend asks, "What's going on, that guy looked at me like he wanted to kill me??" The lady at the counter says, "I'm sorry, but that's my son and he works here of course. He's been working here since grade school and all his friends always called him "Peaches" (behind his back) because he's always worked here". "But he simply hates the nick name that he was given by his friends and NOBODY calls him that name to his face!!!! "Now before he comes back....please tell me what type of peach would you like to buy???"

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