A friend told me this anecdote the other day, and it’s plausibly brilliant.
SCENE: a Starbucks somewhere in England, soon after the coffee chain started asking for people’s names when they order coffee. It’s fair to say this innovation has not sat well with the English. A line of people are waiting to order coffee.
CUSTOMER: A latte, please
SERVER: Certainly. Can I have your name, please?
SERVER holds market pen over cardboard cup. CUSTOMER squirms uncomfortably. There is tension in the queue, broken only by a voice from its rear.
UNKNOWN CUSTOMER: Don’t tell him, Pike.