There’s a deli in Manchester called Katsouris.
One guy just said ‘I’m going to KatsouRAS for lunch’
In response a woman said ‘oh I LOVE KatsouREES’
Has made me inexplicably mad (mostly because the same guy has mentioned 6 times that he’s going to Costa Rica for xmas, has been drumming with his fingers on his laptop, is properly loudly crunching some sweets, and keeps taking phone calls and being overly loud and there’s rooms for when you have phone calls and he should use it).
Probably a work irks. but back to Katsouris, some people also call it ‘Kats’. All feels a bit Barry Homeowner to me.