Glad you brought this one up, jOhn, 'cause it gives me an opportunity to get to one of my pet peeves:

Yer in a resturant and the watress askes not once, twice but three times. "You doing allright?"

Like what's this all about? Does she know something about the food that you don't?

Grrrrrrrr. I hate that...

Okay, maybe not hate, but intensely dislike, okay?

Bobert