For some bizarre reason, when I ring up people on the phone, they generally assume I'm about 95...It may not help that I usually begin with 'Oh, err, hello...'.
In bookshops, I also tend to open with 'Err, hello. I'd err, I'd like err, err, to buy a book."
I tend to get the 'you-are-a-retard' look/voice back, but it's worth it straining their patience.
Especially when it's something pseudo-obscure...
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O to be wafted away
From this black aceldama of sorrow;
Where the dust of an earthy today
Is the earth of a dusty tomorrow!
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