At the Thameslink Station at King's Cross there are always people trying to sell you something - today it was health insurance (I think!) The salesman's sharp opening gambit to me as I was trying to get home at 5 o'clock was "Excuse me, when you get your glasses, do you buy them?"
Next time I will answer, out loud and not just mumbling as normal "Naw, I steal them. Got a thriving sideline in spectacle theft from Dolland & Aitchison."
Seriously, 5 o'clock on a grotty Monday evening when I just want to get home, I really can't be doing with idiot questions.
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