Reminds me of the old joke.
A man is going through his father's effects after his death. He comes across an old ticket from a cobblers shop. He knows the shop is still in business so he calls in and with a smile on his face presents the ticket. The old man behind the counter looks at the ticket, scratches his head and disappears into the back of the shop. Five minutes later he returns and says, "They'll be ready next Tuesday!"