I went down to Ticketek to book for a show -
"Singin' in the Rain", I announced happily to the sales attendant. I had been waiting a long time for this musical to hit Wellington. "Any session where I can get the closest to the stage please." But obviously not in the front three rows; I didn't want to get soaked during the rain scene.
The attendant started off on an obviously well-rehearsed talk about prices and seat situations; she tapped a chart to show me different areas, talking all the time-
"Oh - " I had a sudden thought. "Are there senior citizen prices?"
"If you would just let me finish-?"
Ah, and there it was. The Question.
Or perhaps it's The Statement; I'm never too sure.
There are variations, of course: "Please let me finish?" ... "If you'll let me finish?" ... "Please allow me to finish?"..
I hate every version. The speaker is chastising me, and I detest that person instantly. Sure, I've forgotten to hate the person five minutes later, but at the time I want to eviscerate him/her.