I think you're looking for the phrase "getting shitfaced".
True! Tremendous vision from the Robert Dyas employee in retrospect.
Jimmy "fucking" Saville - die you cunt.
This afternoon in Oxford:
Me: Have you soldering irons?
Robert Days employee: What's a soldering iron?
Oh never mind, they're this incredibly obscure kind of tool no-one in a hardware shop could possibly be expected to have heard of.
Edit: should add that I missed out the word 'got' when typing the above, I don't generally going around talking to people in shops like it's 1841.
Come clean. What you actually said: "Forsooth, hast thou not soldering irons, thou cream-faced loon?!"
thinking about it, I'm surprised "Going around talking to people in shops like it's 1841" hasn't been a parody Saturday Night Live song yet
And plenty of manufacturers and retailers are colluding in a vaguely repellant fetishization of the past, I mean isn't there a general sense that things were 'better' in Ye Goode Olde Days in a continuum that runs from Poundbury to Hovis adverts to Mumford & Sons to steampunk wallies to the sodding English Provender Company? As if anyone's used the word 'provender' in earnest since about 1750. IT'S 2013, PEOPLE, GET WITH THE FUCKING PROGRAMME.
Futurist / cyberpunk condiments seems like a well of untapped potential.
Do you get that a lot then? Not something I've ever really noticed but I'll keep my eyes peeled for it in future."People who, when you begin speaking to them, immediately, before hearing what you have to say, squint their eyes and make an annoyed scrunched up face, as if to receive some horrible, pain-in-the-ass news. What if i'm about to inform them that they won the lottery? With a look like that i might just be like "oh nevermind" and keep the information to my self lol."