I was in the shop all day yesterday. In the afternoon a customer came in with a query about the system he had bought from us in January.
"Who did you deal with?" I asked.
"Oh, the old fellow," he said.
I could feel the irritation and annoyance within me.
"He is not old," I said sternly.
He looked at me as if he didn't really believe me.
"Trust me," I insisted. "He is NOT old!"
He shuffled a bit. "Oh, OK," he said, sensibly opting for the quiet life.
I went to get Keith.
(Of course, when he wheeled himself out of the work area in his wheelchair, the effect was rather spoiled!)
Life in north east England (yes, we've moved!) with an eccentric Welshman and a small white dog that thinks he's a Rottweiler.
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LOL :o) Sorry if i wasnt meant 2 :o)
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That's OK Fletch. You're allowed to laugh! :)
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