OK I am a fine one to talk. Now in my 62nd year I am no spring chicken. My Mother in Law is 85, and I organise a supermarket delivery for her and an order for some frozen meals from a specialist food company (they are a bit like a more up market frozen meals on wheels service.)
She told me today that she would like to have some more of that Cok and Vinnie (Coq au Vin) (the correct spelling for mum in laws pronunciation of the chicken was deemed inappropriate for this site) When I phoned the order through I was chuckling to the lady that took the order about this but she had a customer that beat that hands down.
An elderly lady told her she would like some more of those Quickies (Quiches). Once that was sorted the lady said that she could not remember her customer number and could not find an invoice. "OK" said the sales lady "Where are you calling from?"
"My Kitchen" was the reply 🙂