Pipe-ing Up

(It’s maybe two hours after we’ve opened and I’m at the fabric counter, re-pinning fabric that needs to be put away. A man and his daughters come walking toward me.)

Daughter: “We could just ask.”

Me: *looks at them expectantly*

Dad: “Do you have indoor plumbing?”

(At first, I think he wants to know if we sell plumbing equipment, and I pause before speaking.)

Dad: “Do you have a bathroom?”

Me: “Yeah, a couple of aisles that way.” *gestures*

(What a weird way to ask if we have a restroom. They had also just passed it two aisles back, if they had bothered to look around for a moment.)