I have a definite soft spot for those mad moments that happen to us all every now and again.
My current favourite happened to a friend this week at work. She works in a highly specialised technical field and was expecting a prestigious French visitor.
She wanted to make him feel welcome so had made sure that attention had been paid to detail including arranging lunch for him and bringing the team together to greet him.
The visitor duly arrived and my friend greeted him with a cheery 'Bonjour', the limit of her French. She asked him if he'd had a good journey and where he'd come from and was a bit confused when he answered 'Andover' as she thought he was coming direct from the airport having flown in from France, but didn't really give it another thought.
She explained that they'd stop for lunch which had been laid on for later and then plunged in with her spiel about the work that she was needing doing.
She said later that it was only when she'd been banging on for a good few minutes in highly technical language that she realised her 'French' visitor was looking a bit baffled and shifting uncomfortably in his seat. Realisation began to dawn.......
'You are Jean-Claude?' she asked, to which came the reply 'No, I'm Brian and I'm here to mend the computer'.
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