At Bunnings, Christmas shopping the other day.
“Are you looking for something?” asks the young assistant.
"I'm looking for hubby."
Without skipping a beat she responds "He's either in the garden section” (pointing right) “or down in tools” (pointing left).
My goodness she knows him better than me!
Locating him in Gardening, I tell him he's been accurately typecast. The same girl (she looks about 12 as do most youngsters as you get older) is on checkout as we leave. Nish to her: “I bet you'd be in the clothes shop” (based on my habits, of course).
“Not me" she snaps as she beeps up our purchases. "You'll find me tearing around on my motorbike."