Donut shop experience.

I visited a local doughnut shop a few days ago, around 5 am. Most people order their doughnuts to-go at that place, but there's a few chairs and tables to eat and drink inside. I heard this exchange between a young female clerk and two white men wearing ball caps (not MAGA hats), who were clearly going to sit and eat inside. I'd seen them arrive at the shop in a huge pick-up truck about a minute earlier.

1st man: "So where's Mr. Know-It-All?"
Clerk: "Who?"
1st man: "The little guy who always reads a newspaper in here? He knows everything, ya know."
Clerk: "Oh, Greg? He's okay."
2nd man: "Ya know what they say about someone who knows it all... they don't really know nothin'!"
Clerk: "You know nothing, Jon Snow."
2nd man: "Huh?"
Clerk: "Have you ever seen Game of Thrones? I was referencing that TV show. Never mind."
2nd man: "Nah, I don't watch much TV unless it's about cars."

I was tempted to loudly ask, "Are you guys a couple of god-damn Hillary-lovin' liberals or somethin'?", knowing full-well there was about a 99.9999% chance that they were Trump supporters.

If and when they denied it, I planned to simply request their pardon for my "understandable" mistake and exit the shop with my doughnut.

I was just too tired to do it, and in a hurry.