So the other day, I was taking some computer test and the older woman administering said test was chatting amiably, explaining the layout of their cramped little computer set up. I stared at key keyboard for a moment, which dated from about 20 years before the Age of Ergonomica (yes I made that up) and said something about familiarizing myself with the board.
"Oh yes," she says cheerfully, "I have to do that to. But then, I've always been a hunt'n peck-er."
Think about that for a moment.
And we looked at each other. And she turned absolutely scarlet. Now, for a double entendre, it really was rather tame, but she looked completely mortified. I suspect the strongest word out of this woman's mouth might be "poop".
So I said "Well, guess I'll get started on this test!" And turned to the monitor as she slowly slunk away.