how not to buy a fan...

Me: Excuse me, can you tell me where your fans are?

Clerk: Yes, I will show you.

(takes me to the cleaning supply isle and points to a broom and pan)

Me:  No, I need a fan.

Another clerk:  What kind?

Me: Just a small one.

Clerk: Follow me.

(takes me to the garden centre and points me to the small plastic fence)

Me: No, I need a FAN.

Clerk:  Oh, a fan.  Isle ten.

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