Give me some dialogue from your day

[Rickshaw Phil]

(Phone rings)
Me: Hello.
Caller: Hi, I'm Greg your local green energy coordinator for your postcode area, I'm calling....
Me: What postcode area is that?
Caller: We're the ones that book the surveys to see what energy savings you can....
Me: And which postcode area am I in?
Caller: (click)

I may have a nasty suspicious mind, but I don't think he was genuine.

 

[Andy in Germany]

(Phone rings)
Me: Hello.
Caller: Hi, I'm Greg your local green energy coordinator for your postcode area, I'm calling....
Me: What postcode area is that?
Caller: We're the ones that book the surveys to see what energy savings you can....
Me: And which postcode area am I in?
Caller: (click)

I may have a nasty suspicious mind, but I don't think he was genuine.

This has a simple response here:

"As you are speaking English, are you aware that in Germany, calling me without my permission is considered a breach of my privacy and taken very seriously by law enforcement?"
"Click"

 

[Toshiba Boy]

Mrs TB has spent the last hour with a very patient member of staff, at the local opticians, choosing new glasses.

I've taken the dog for a walk, and now waiting inside the opticians, trying not to look at my watch, when the dreaded words drift over from my wife, "What do you think about these frames I've "narrowed" it down to?"

Help!

 

[All uphill]

I've been in hospital today: a rich source of interesting dialogue.

I felt for the old patient next to me in the recovery room asking for his grandfather. "Last time I saw him he was in this hospital; I want to see him, please let me see him, he'll have a grey mac on".

And the nurse from Kerala telling me I wouldn't like her fish curry - too hot for someone like me.

And it definitely wasn't me saying a thousand times that I need a poo. I can't remember it, so it didn't happen.