I took my car by a shop at lunch to get an estimate on a necessary repair. As the guy came over to look at it I said, "This is where you shake your head sadly and tell me fifteen hundred dollars."
He laughed. Then he looked at the car. "We can't fix that. It has to be replaced."
We went into his office, where he looked something up then whipped out a calculator. "You were close. $1428."
Dammit, I really wanted to be wrong. I wanted him to say, "Nah, that's only about an hour with a needle and thread. It'll cost about a hundred bucks."