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It's been a long time since someone tried to mansplain me that hard. I was visiting used kitchen supply stores. I started in Worcester, struck out, same in Billerica, meaning I had to go to the one place in NH that I should have started at, but it's a long drive. It probably would have helped if I had eaten something. I walked in and said "I'm looking for a used 3bay, 18"bays, 14" deep". The young guy and the other one next to him were sure there weren't any used ones (this place has 2-3 huge lots outdoors with used stuff) as they had been in the lots that morning. He asks if he should go find out info on a new one. I said sure, and he comes back and an old guy(probably my age, but I'm accepting I'm old) followed young guy. He starts asking me what I want to use it for, where I'm from, starting to get into the differences between NH and MA boards of health, water and gas line issues, and just wouldn't stop talking. Perhaps after the second time a woman says "I know what I want and need" you should shut up. If you really believe I probably don't know and understand everything you are telling me, let it fucking go and let me be wrong. The young guy interrupted him and said he would put together some quotes and options, and email it to me. I suspect the young guy realised I was ready to blow.