Working in a retail environment, I get a lot of annoying phone calls during the day. Usually they're looking for some item that we don't have and isn't imported to the United States, but they somehow expect me to procure it for them. Those ones are okay. Selling things to people is my job - well, part of it anyway. Here's a call from today:

Lady: Hi, I have a recipe that calls for sherry, and I've never had sherry before. What is it, exactly?
Me: It's a dessert wine. It's usually sweet or semi-sweet. What kind of sherry does the recipe call for?
Lady: It doesn't say. Is it red wine or white?
Me: It's usually a kind of tawny or amber color.
Lady: Can I just use red wine instead?
Me: No, not really.
Lady: What about white wine?
Me: No. That won't taste the same at all.
Lady: Well, what can I substitute for it? I'm not about to go out and buy a bottle of sherry.
Me: (thinking, "then what the hell am I even talking to you for? this isn't really what we're here for") I don't know, maybe if you had a tawny port.
Lady: I have White Port. Is that the same.
Me: I don't know, I guess it's the closest you have.
Lady: What about White Zinfandel?
Me: No. Definitely not.

...and it went on like that. See, I get that a lot. "How do you make this drink that I had in a bar once?" "I have a 40-year old bottle of Merlot. Is it worth anything." I don't fucking care! Who the hell posted our phone number in the yellow pages under "Liquor, Wine, and Recipe Help Line"?

If I'm playing Neverwinter Nights and I can't get past a troll or something, I don't call up Gamestop and ask them for cheat codes. If I'm trying to drive to Lake Placid, I don't call up the Pontiac dealership. "Listen, I'm trying to drive somewhere and I need you to tell me how to get there... what do you mean? ... Well, you're the ones that sold me the car!"

Man, sometimes these people really grind my gears.