i used to share a flat above a bank, the guy got it as he was employed by them. Anyway part of the deal was that if the cash machine went down he had to go fix it, re stock it whatever. One day i'm waiting outside for him to fix it and he shouts throught he machine to me that he can;t fix it and i might as well as go on to tescos and while i'm there can i get him some washing poweder. So i reply back saying yes no probs, what does he want ariel, persil etc, anything else blah blah blah. When we're done i turn round and edging away from me with a look of terror in their eyes is a queue of peopel waiting to use the cash machine..
i then proceeded to give them all directions to the next nearest machines, gesticulating away, never twigged until i got in the car to find my then boyfriend in hysterics