reminds of when my daughter was learning to drive. we bought her an old Mazda 1300.
1st thing was give it a service, plugs / oil / filters etc
we went to the local car spares and Kelly went to the counter with her list and started to ask for the parts.
"could i please have a set of plugs for a Mazda 1300 year(cannot remmeber)."
guy behind counter "what colour is it? (trying to be clever)
Kelly "can I please speak to the manager and not his monkey"
all that heard burst into laughter and the guy appologiesed profusely.
twas a magic moment. nobobody picks on my daughter!

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