'That's the third or fourth time someone's asked me that', says the barman at my local pub. He is tall with short brown hair, a thin face and a black t-shirt. I am aghast. 'Are you sure?' I ask. He nods.
A quick mental check confirms that it is not me who has asked him before. I wonder if I have started a local phenomenon. Or sub-consciously latched onto a tired old cliche. I feel cheap.
'Will you tell me anyway?' I ask. He looks disappointed by his answer.
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