Death of Another Hamster
Several years ago, when working in a branch of a well known high street bank in Sheffield, I was privy to the following conversation between my colleague Alice and our customer Mrs G. an older lady whose speech wasn't always very clear
ALICE: Hello Mrs G, and how are you today?
MRS G: Oh, not so good, me aunteh died last week.
Ali: I'm sorry to hear that. They're sweet little things aren't they?
MRS G looked puzzled.
ALICE: (continuing) ...mind you they don't last very long, you could always get another.
Mrs G then completed her transaction and left. At this point Alice turned round to see the rest of her colleagues doubled up. What we'd heard and she had misheard was that it wasn't our customers Hamster which was sadly deceased, but in actual fact was her Auntie.