Local music shops where I live are more like this.
Me: Hi.
Him: Arr. What be ‘ee looking forr? We ‘as a nice range of galoubets, serpents and lutes. Or a dulcimer if ‘ee want summat new-fangled?
Me: Errm, actually I’m more interested in bass guitars..?
Him: Guitars? Arr right, well we’ve got a very nice baroque guitar over ‘ere…
Me: No no, a bass guitar.
Him: {confused} Well it don’t come with no base, but…
Me: No, a bass. An electric b…
Him: {recoils in horror} Elastictrickery?? Why, 'tiz the work of beelzebub! Are you in league with the dark one? {yells out to the back of the shop} Perpetua! Assemble the townsfolk and loight the bonfire! We ‘as one of satan’s imps in ‘ere!
{exit Rich, pursued by pitchfork-waving mob of very closely related locals}