30 years ago, shortly after I married and my wife moved from Australia to Texas, we were at the PX on Fort Hood because I needed to get some erasers for my mechanical pencil. While I was looking through the stationary department for them, my wife decided that it would be easier to go and ask someone where they were. So she went up to the front of the PX and asked one of the cashiers, and then, in her loud VERY Australian voice, she shouted across the store --- "Hey, love, you're looking in the wrong place. The rubbers are up here in the front of the store."
Needless to say, the only thing that I could do was give up and slink out of the PX ...
