Never Pick A Fight With An Old Scottish Woman, Part 7
The recent plethora of terrifyingly awesome Scottish old lady stories on the site reminded me of an experience I witnessed as a lad back in the eighties. I’m in a furniture shop with my parents and we’re picking out a sofa. Another family seems to be doing the same thing and they’ve brought granny along. She is sitting on one of the display sofas to rest her legs.
Another young couple is shopping in the area, being shown some sofas by a shop assistant.
Shop Assistant: “So this range here is perfect for smaller flats or if you just want room for two—”
Customer: “—well they might look nice, but I can’t tell with old Granny McMuffin here to ruin the view.”
Old Lady: “Careful. Don’t go poking an old woman when she’s just resting her legs.”
Customer: *To the shop assistant, with an air of snobbery.* “I don’t want a sofa that old people like. I hope your next ones are better.”
Old Lady: “Aye, and I hope yer next sh*te’s a hedgehog!”
My nine-year-old self found that the most hilarious thing in the world and cracked up laughing. I think this helped to add to the embarrassment of the customer and he stormed away with his wife/girlfriend. The other granny gave me a wink and I went back to join my parents.
Related:
Never Pick A Fight With An Old Scottish Woman, Part 6
Never Pick A Fight With An Old Scottish Woman, Part 5
Never Pick A Fight With An Old Scottish Woman, Part 4
Never Pick A Fight With An Old Scottish Woman, Part 3
Never Pick A Fight With An Old Scottish Woman, Part 2
