So I'm walking to my local burger joint for lunch today, and a delivery truck pulls up at a building ahead of me. I'm only about ten, maybe fifteen metres away so I can see and hear what happens as I walk by (whistling a happy tune!).
The delivery man has just wheeled his hand trolley down the ramp with a pile of boxes on board. A Businessman walks past, sharp in his neat blue suit but turns around and barks at him. This is the charming conversation, in your snidest I-look-down-on-you voice.
BM:"Where is the St John building?"
DM: *silence, walks past*
BM: "Hey! Which way to the St John building?" (exasperated, cannot believe you didn't answer me, tick tock my precious time!)
DM: *still walking away*
BM: *jogs after, then stands in front of delivery man* HEY! I asked you a question. No need to be so rude."
DM: "Oh, sorry, where you talking to me? *big smile* Excuse me, how are you? Where can I find the St John Building please?"
BM: *deep and anguished sigh* Excuse me, how are you? Wher-"
DM: "I'm fine thanks. How are you?"
BM: "Fine, where is the St John building?"
At this point I'd walked past, but ducked behind a convenient pillar to watch.
DM: Oh the St John building? This is it mate. *points at huge "St John's Building" sign right above him*
BM: *icily* Thank you.