A tale from The Grocer
A large hardware store in the Lake District serving a scattered, rural population. An elderly lady is in on one of her infrequent shopping trips and mentions in passing that her grandson had bought her a new-fangled fax machine.
" Oh that's useful" said the shopkeeper. "Instead of coming in and ordering stuff that you collect on your next visit, just send us a fax a few days before and we'll have your order waiting for you"
A couple of months go by before the customer is seen again, but this time she's quite irate.
"I faxed you my order a week ago and you promised it would be ready. Why isn't it here?"
The shopkeeper is very apologetic and checks the fax records but on the day she says she sent the fax, all the messages are accounted for.
Except one. A strange fax that just had the shop address on it.
"Madam" asks the shopkeeper, "tell me exactly what you did when you faxed it"
"Well, I wrote my order out, put it in an envelope, addressed it then put it in the fax machine