A rather unpleasant encounter happened to me while I was checking out one of the booths at the Food Fair in PISA. At the one that gives away FREE Super Pages.
Mum told me to get one (since it’s free) for dad’s company. So I went over and asked for one. Here’s the conversation between me and the lady there.
Me : Hi, how to get one?
Her : I just need a business card.
Me : But I didn’t bring. (Why would I bring out my dad’s business card? -.-” )
Her : Oh, nevermind. You can fill in the form here.
So I took one and wrote down dad company’s details but stopped at the part where it requires the telephone number and fax. Somehow I can’t seem to remember the office’s numbers, so I asked mum about it. The lady heard me asking my mum on the number, and sort of giving some shocked+discomfort face.