At a friend's party...
Betty: Hi, I'm A-L.
Ian: Hi, I'm Ian. How do you know Kelly?
Betty: I studied with her. But now I work at XYZ Inc.
Ian: Oh, you work at XYZ??
Betty: Yes.
Ian: Then you'll know me.*
Betty: Sorry, what's your name?
Ian: It's Ian. You'll know me, if you work at XYZ.
Betty: Uh, sorry, I don't know you. What's your surname?
Ian: It's Wilson. I'm Ian Wilson. I'M Ian Wilson.
Betty: Sorry, I don't know you.
Ian: Well, you will if you work at XYZ. I run an organisation based here. Sooner or later I'll call you and ask you to do something for me.
Betty: I work in export.
Ian: Oh, everyone at XYZ does stuff for me. I know Margaret. I always call her. So sooner or later I'll call you and ask you to send me some information.
Betty: I work in export.
Ian: I'll e-mail you if I need some graphics, or pricing info.
(And then I said this in my head...)
Betty: I work in export. You're based in Edinburgh. We're based in Edinburgh. We don't export from Edinburgh to Edinburgh.
*He actually said this. True story. It's my new favourite line: "Then you'll know me."
Monday, August 07, 2006
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you mean the Ian Wilson? wow...
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