I'm standing in line at the bakery, and this really cute guy asked for my number. So I had to get another one.

This is a stand-up one-liner associated with comedian Wendy Liebman’s observational style and her frequent use of misdirection: the setup suggests a flirtatious encounter, but the punchline reveals a literal interpretation of “number” as a bakery ticket/queue number. The joke fits the milieu of late-20th/early-21st-century American club and TV stand-up, where Liebman often delivered short, tightly constructed jokes about everyday situations (shopping, dating, waiting in lines) with a deadpan, self-deprecating tone. I can’t confidently identify the exact first performance, broadcast, or album track where this line debuted.

The humor depends on a deliberate ambiguity in the phrase “asked for my number.” In ordinary conversation it implies a phone number and the possibility of flirtation; the punchline reveals the speaker has interpreted it as the numbered ticket used to hold one’s place in line. The joke plays on how social scripts can be derailed by literal-mindedness, and it also gently undercuts the fantasy of spontaneous romance by snapping back to mundane reality. Structurally, it’s a classic misdirection: the setup invites one expectation, and the final clause (“So I had to get another one”) forces a quick re-reading of the entire scene.