Nutter magnet

[MarkW]

I don’t know what it is, but there’s clearly something about me that acts like a magnet to nutters.

I was in the gift shop at the bottom of the Air and Space Museum in Washington today, paying for a few bits and bobs I’d picked up for the boys, and was served by a very friendly middle-aged lady called Wendy who clearly had some minor mental health issues. We got chatting as she scanned my items, and she told me how she’d visited England once a few years ago, and how she’d grown up watching “Faulty Towers” and “Are You Being Served?” I said I hadn’t realised they were so popular in the States, at which point she proceeded to reel off line after line from both series.

And then, for some reason best known to herself, she put on her best Mrs Slocombe voice and shouted:

“YOUNG MAN! TAKE YOUR HANDS OFF MY PUSSY!”

To say you could hear a pin drop would be an understatement: the furthest reaches of space would have been deafening in comparison. Every pair of eyes in the place was on me – or more accurately, my hands. Obviously they were nowhere near Wendy’s little fluffy, and after some loud sniggering from her colleagues (who were clearly well used to her) she calmly said “That’ll be $65.95 please” as though nothing whatever had happened.

Seriously, if this is the price I have to pay for being such a charming and affable people-person, I think I’ll just start frowning and grunting at everyone from now on.

[Guest]

[Guest]

I don’t know what it is, but there’s clearly something about me that acts like a magnet to nutters.

Its the kids.

I still think a documentary following your family for a week would be far more entertaining than any big bother

[Gin]

Hahaha that's amazing

I wonder if the staff have bets on how best to freak out British tourists