We are now into the hellish part of the holiday shopping season, the part where people have the most oddball requests and we have zero time in which to fulfill them before Christmas Day.
Sometimes we just get lucky.
Dad (with two teenage girls in tow): Do you have books about Portugal?
Me (Reminder: we are in Iowa): Well....I'm pretty sure we have some travel guides right now.
One of the girls (with a voice to match all her A&F gear): We want a book about Portugal.
Dad: Like about where the country came from. We have a themed Christmas and they picked Portugal this year.
Me (WTF, I bet you knew about this more than three days before Christmas, and who is "they" because I want to "have a discussion" with them): Well, let's head over to the history section and see what we have.
Dad: You have a history section?
(Excuse me while my eyes roll out of my head. So we get to history and lo, there with the books about Spain is one about Lisbon. It's the only book about Portugal in any way.)
Me: Here you go. This is about Lisbon, the capital of Portugal.
Dad: Wow, do you know all the capitals in the world?
Me: Probably. At least most of them.
Other teenage girl: Do you know where we can buy things made in Portugal?
We are the whitest white people ever. Oy.