From Redditor u/B*stardjuice:
At a sushi restaurant, an older couple came in for a late lunch.
Old lady: “It smells fishy in here”
“Fishy? Like strange? How do you mean?”
She scowls “No, like… fishy.”
Me, dumbfounded: “Is it an unusual smell you’re getting? Does it smell bad? How can I fix this?”
“No, no. It’s fishy. Like fish. It smells like fish!”
“Like bad fish? I assure you we have only high-quality ingredients, and we’re religious about cleanliness.”
“It’s not that! It smells like fish!”
“I can seat you out on the patio if you’d like, it’s got a lovely view (it really does)”
“It’s too cold. I’m trying to tell you it smells like fish in here!”
At this point, the frustration must have been showing on my face. “Ma’am, this a sushi restaurant. We serve fresh and raw fish. The sushi line (gesture to the boys cutting up sashimi) is right over here. Maybe that’s what you’re smelling.”
“This is ridiculous. We’re just gonna go somewhere else!” And they got up from their seats towards the door. And the most surreal part of the whole scene, the husband was so unfazed by the whole interaction. Thousand-yard stare. I don’t think I’ve ever seen a man look so detached from the real world...
My coworkers saw the whole thing and we all just scratched our collective heads in disbelief.