I had a check-up at the dentist's today. Everything was okay so I was asked to make another appointment for around six months time with the secretary. She tapped at the computer for a few seconds and then asked " How's Friday the Fourth of November at four o' clock?" Now, all I wanted to say was "I have no *!*!*!* idea. I might have a cold. The DENTIST might have a cold! I might be dead! The DENTIST might be dead! Maybe dentistry will have been declared an illegal medical practice, staffed by over-charging charlatans! Maybe the world will have ended!"
What I actually said was "That's fine".