*Lady comes by the house with a large ministry donation*
Husband: Honey, can you come out her for a minute? Lady's got a question about your chickens.
Lady: What kind of chicken are those black-and-white ones?
Me: Oh, the stripey ones? They're Barred Rocks... *thinking about saying something about them just being hatchery stock*
Lady: Oh.. I always get them mixed up with Rhode Island Reds.
Me: *does not say that no, those are the red ones with the black tails...*
Husband: Honey, can you come out her for a minute? Lady's got a question about your chickens.
Lady: What kind of chicken are those black-and-white ones?
Me: Oh, the stripey ones? They're Barred Rocks... *thinking about saying something about them just being hatchery stock*
Lady: Oh.. I always get them mixed up with Rhode Island Reds.
Me: *does not say that no, those are the red ones with the black tails...*