A woman and her daughter enter the store one evening, browse for a bit, then approach the counter with a pair of tags. She had been in before but Fernando, ever a paragon of recognition, fails to dredge her name up from the depths of his memory.
So he goes ahead and asks. “Can I get your name?”
And then it happens. The woman looks at him and says, “Yes, you may have it. Paula Polestar.”
The daughter sighs and fixes an embarrassed gaze upon the carpet, but Fernando looks upon the woman in amazement and chagrin. “Y-you must be an English teacher,” he stammers.
“No. I just prefer it that people use proper English grammar.”
Right about there is where people on an internet forum would inject an Oh snap! flowchart jpeg.
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