I was on a residential course last week and one of the other attendees was a chap from Iceland who’d forgotten to bring socks. I needed some bits and pieces myself so at the end of the first day we went into the nearest market town. We drew a blank at Morrisons, the shop recommended by the person in Morrisons did indeed sell socks, but it had just closed, and so we tried the Co-op.
My Viking returned to the car without any socks but in high good humour: “they don’t sell any socks” he said, “but they used to! What is the point of telling me they used to sell socks when I need them now?”
Well, when he put it like that… You see, I though the lady in the Co-Op was being Polite and Friendly. Showing Concern. Taking an Interest.
But I do kinda get his point.