A quirky old man approached the service desk yesterday. He showed me his spiffy new shoes and handed me his card. It read ‘Dr. Charles M. Bucket*.’ Here is a word-for-word** excerpt from our rather lengthy conversation:
Dr. Charles M. Bucket: I’m a World War II veteran.
Dr. Charles M. Bucket: If it wasn’t for people like me, you wouldn’t be here.
Me: True. I probably wouldn’t.
Dr. Charles M. Bucket: You’d be living in a concentration camp being tortured by Nazis.
Me: um, thank you?
*Name has been changed. Because that just seems like the thing to do these days.
***I love doing these little footnote thingies. They make everything look so important.