Unfiltered Story #265407

(I work in a science centre in Northern Ontario. Part of my job is to open up the butterfly gallery in preparation for visitors. One morning I find an old lady standing outside the door to the gallery.)

Old lady: Hello.

Me: Good morning.

Old lady: *as if I didn’t just reply to her* Hello.

Me: Hi.

(She pauses for about 30 seconds as I wait for her to reply.)

Old lady: I work here.

Me: Okay, so do I.

Old lady: I’m gonna look at the butterflies.