Recently I went to a large and high-end department store that is known for stocking fine menswear and related items. The sales people were rather ignorant to my requests when I desired some scarves; they showed me some garish Burberry Nova check things, and such. I said I wanted scarves, and they still insisted on the Burberry, and then pushed some other logoed dross; those were mufflers. After that bit, I pointed to a pile of scarves, and announced that was what I wanted. Oh, they intoned, ties. Scarves. I felt like committing a John Morgan.