#0099. GOING INTO A POUND SHOP AND BEING UNABLE TO MAKE A PURCHASE WITHOUT AT LEAST ONCE ASKING THE QUESTION: "HOW ABOUT THIS -- IS THIS A POUND?"

It's like the whole 'you're just as likely to win the lottery with the numbers 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6' thing -- no matter how many times you tell me that everything in the shop is a pound, I never quite believe it.

ME: "Excuse me. These batteries -- are they a pound?"

POUNDCITY EMPLOYEE: "Yes they are."

ME: "Great, thanks. (BEAT) How about the soap? Is that a pound?"

POUNDCITY EMPLOYEE: "Everything's a pound."

ME: "OK, brilliant. (BEAT) Including the shaving foam?"

POUNDCITY EMPLOYEE: "Yes! Including the shaving foam."

ME: "That's what I thought. (BEAT) Quick yes or no: blank DVDs..."