I'm a horrible, horrible person.
I had to buy replacement windows for the third floor yesterday. I went to the local, mega-home-improvement store to price them.
One of the windows is a fairly standard, small-window size, 24 x 36. But the other will be a bit more challenging.
So I pulled a 24 x 36 vinyl replacement window off the shelf and sought out a sales person to get prices for special orders.
I found a pimply-faced young man in the door section, approached him, explained that I was in the market for custom-order vinyl replacement windows, and said: "But I've got an odd-sized opening to fill."
Without pausing for an instant, without taking a breath, and definitely without stopping to think, the next words out of my mouth were: "That's what she said!"
I now leave myself open for the verbal flogging I so richly deserve.
Best regards, Wally