A recent conversation (let’s hope it’s apocryphal) overheard at the Barnes & Noble store in Brooklyn Heights, NY:
Lady: Excuse me, but I’m looking for a book.
Store chick: And?
Lady: I don’t remember the title or author, but the cover is purple.
Store chick: Our purple books are downstairs.
Lady: They sent me up here.
Store chick: We’re sold out of purple books. You want something in a yellow?
(From Overheard in New York – via Maud Newton)