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The Boss : "Did you get an enquiry from Cabindo?"

Here's me : "Never heard of him."

The Boss : "No, to Cabindo."

Here's me : "Never heard of it."

The Boss : "From Triton Rack."

Here's me : "Never heard of them."

The Boss : "In Angola."

Here's me : "Still never heard of them."

The Boss : "Passage?"

Here's me : "Wha?"

The Boss : "Tritter.. Iron?"

Here's me : "Wha?"

The Boss : "Michelin."

Here's me : "Tyres?"

The Boss : "Tri-rack?"

Here's me : "Wha?"

The Boss : "Trinity... "

Here's me : "Wha?"

The Boss : "A man in Spain."

Here's me : "WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU TALKING ABOUT?"

The Boss : "I got an email, just wondering if you got it too. No need to be nasty."

I went and looked at the e-mail in question and it's an enquiry from a man called Miguel who works for a company called "Trituración y Clasificación Móvil", asking about shipping to Navarra in Spain. I mean WHAT THE FUCK IS THE FUCKING PROBLEM HERE.