Turning into a Loser

I just remembered that the other day I actually caught myself saying:

"What can I do you for?"

You know, instead of, what can I do for you? And what's even more disturbing? I was kind of amused by it. I'm not sure I would be above doing it again.

Next thing you know I'll be telling people off like, That's none of your beeswax!

Ah, mortality! How relentless is the march of old age.