Customer: “So… you’re the Montrose Forge.”
Me: “Yep!”
Customer: “Are you the Montrose Forge because this is the Montrose area, or…”
Me: “…”
Customer: “…”
Me: “…”
Customer: “…?”
Me: “Yes.”
Customer: “…”
Me: “…”
Customer: “Oh.”
Did you know there was a hard rock band in the early 70s called Montrose? Well, I do now, because I spent the evening googling what the fuck else we could be named after.
Possibilities include a county seat in Colorado and a harbor in Chicago.
My money’s on the harbor.
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