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I ask again how many light years will pass before all James, Joe, Michael, and Other Racism, Homophobia, and Chauvinism Pervading men will realize that the fact that a stranger knows the difference between Prada and Gucci. Is it a ninth world wonder? 

It happened at work: calling, answering.

James: I would like to speak to salesman knowledgeable in FILA label field, please.
Me: What queries do you have? - Considering that my company always collaborate with FILA and the sells a limited collection, its question sounds very daunting, wanted to ask where he feels like calling to Google? If it is so sorry, but our supervisor who answers such calls is now out for cigarette break.
James: I have a FILA limited collection question.
Gets funny!
Me: Yes?
James: I need FILA limited collection pair of sock shoes
Ohohoho as surprised! FILA question, great!
Me: anything specific?
James: Are you sure you'll be able to help me out?
No dear, nobody will be able to help you anymore.

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