Inspired by a post by @drake about a barman getting excited about his t-shirt
Most regualry, is my curls.
Often, my necklace.
Recently and very uncomfortably, being English in a bar in Aberdeen. The English barman wouldn’t let me pay for drinks. Never been more apologetic to be English to everyone around me.
metal gear solid t shirt at the incubus eden gig lead to a frankly ridiculous encounter in the bar queue
Pretty much on the daily.
The price of courgettes (5 huge ones for £1)
More often than any other reason - band tee shirts (and I’d probably rank Stereolab for the best conversation starter)
My Chicago Cubs hat
and my kid
Los Campesinos t-shirts
Plymouth Argyle pennant I have in my car
Plymouth Argyle shirt
Being very tall
Was at a stadium gig in Cardiff once and a guy gestured to my tracksuit top and asked where I got that, so I told him that I had got it in Foot Locker. “Where?” I explained that the one I got it in was in Glasgow, but I’m sure there are branches in most city centres, at which I left him to it.
My friend pointed out very shortly after that the guy was asking about the hotdog I was holding.
(I realise this isn’t strictly what you were asking for, but there you go)
Took me a while, this one.
I was in the bakery aisle of the supermarket years ago. I asked my wife whether we’d need multiple packets of flatbreads or not.
A guy looked over at me and sang “YOU WANT A PITTA POCKET OR TWO?” then walked off with his trolley, chuckling to himself.
“WHAT DID YOU JUST FUCKING SAY TO ME?”
(sounds like fuck off if they’re not listening carefully)
Gatecrashed a private party in a bar in Cambridge, someone had the same tote bag from a pretty niche experimental / noise festival in Brighton as me
That was good!
Having a big nose. Was awkward because I didn’t think they qualified as part of the big nose community.
People asking me in Supermarkets if they would mind me getting them something from the top shelf, as i’m tall.
Whether Dr Oetker was a Nazi. Was having a phone conversation with my wife in the supermarket and she asked for a Dr Oetker pizza. I joked I wouldn’t get one for her and an old lady overheard and was horrified, asked a lot about other food brands I don’t buy for moral reasons.
Didn’t have the heart to tell her that I actually fucking love a Dr Oetker pizza.
Last year a girl (early 20s) in the toilets at Reading Festival declared I was her from the future and asked to get a picture with me, and she included it in her festival post on Instagram, referring to me as her twin, which was very cute