I don't know what it is about the Irish. They are probably the most annoying race of people I have ever met. They always walk in and ask the most random questions to me. Almost as if it were a game to them. For example: "Hey there laddy. Is this a television?" No sir, what you're looking at is actually a window into another universe. We are so crafty, we can invent such a machine. "I see you got a nice picture on that one. Why doesn't my tv at home look like that?" I dunno sir. Let me come over to your house and investigate the matter. I'm sure you won't try to murder me or keep me captive while I look, right? "I'm interested in knowing, does this tv have sound come out of it?" That noise coming out of the machine you mean? Nah, that sound is all in your head. Seriously, these are the kinds of questions I get. And the accent? Aye man. I can barely understand what they are saying. So usually I just nod my head and laugh. Yeah.
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