Do you ever find that things aren't quite what they seem?
A chap I know once went to a dating agency and asked for a "feisty" female. Due to an unfortunate transcription error they sent him one who drank a lot.(*)
And the other day I received what I assumed was my first spam friendship request on (popular social networking site) Facebook. It turned out to be an invitation to a "luncheon meet".
Thankyou. I'm here all week.
(* If Mrs Rine is reading this, I'm referring to a mythical person for comedic interpretation and no relation to real people alive or dead)