Are you telling me . . .
This conversation from 40 years ago is burned into my memory. I still remember the incredulity of the tone. Let’s go back in time together.
Are you telling me . . .
Yeah, never a good start. Especially when it’s repeated. From his point of view, he’s giving me fair warning: a chance to recant. An opportunity to climb down from an untenable position. Clearly, in his mind, what I just said was ridiculous.
Are you telling me
that you can create crust
by cutting bread differently?