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More than 20 years ago now (and I'm stunned to realize that!) I was working in a Crown Books. High School kid comes in, looking for a copy of Romeo and Juliet for class, and cannot find it.
I direct her to the section with plays and classic works. Her comment? "Oh, it's not new?" before she wanders over to find the book.Much muttering and shaking of head from me and no help from my co-worker who is sitting on the floor behind the counter laughing. (We were both English majors!)
Girl comes back up with the book, and now asks, "This Shakespeare guy, he wrote a lot of books, huh?" I nod, ignoring co-worker who is rolling on the floor now, out of sight of clueless customer -- and out of kicking reach of me :)
Clincher? "So, he written anything new lately?"
Resisting urge to strangle, I tell her that no, he died some years ago, ring her up and get her out of the store before going after my co-worker for all his help :)
Okay, very late to this thread, but this is exactly what I have done in book and record stores for years. Frequently I will mispronounce a name for added effect.
As a matter of fact, Sunday afternoon I was in a not-so-F FLGS. I was looking at the (ten year old) RIFT stuff and the girl that worked there asked me if she could help me find something. I asked her if they carried "that...ummm....dragons and dungeons game?"
When she showed me the books, I said, "Oh, I thought it was a game." I let her explain to me that it was a rule book and I pointed at the Paizo map packs and asked if those were the game boards. When she said, "They can be," I looked skeptical.
My wife says I am going to the underworld.
Hell is to good for you. However, I would add, well played.
Goddamn whippersnappers!
Can someone get me Taylor Swift's phone number?