Either of you used images.google.com? 
That’s not my finger thank you.
I don’t think it is the age thing, because my boss, who is 15 years older than me, called me one morning (I was already at work; she was not) and asked me what time the Minute Clinic opened. I don’t know, but you know who would? They would! Call them! (or use freaking Google!)
The youngest person in my office is 28. I am second youngest. When I didn’t know the answer to the Minute Clinic question, my boss told me to ask the 28-year-old. Perhaps 28-year-olds are just known to be all-wise and all-knowing. When I was 28, I worked for the telephone company and got asked stupid questions over the phone all the time (such as “What time is it?” I kid you not.) Who knew that I happened to be in the prime of my life for stupid-question-answering?
Thank you for making me feel young 
Common here, too, so I think it’s safe to say it’s a general Britishism.
Hearing of somewhere or someone ‘shut up shop’ is a universally-understood one, too, whether used literally or metaphorically.
No, I searched mainly for the statistic. But still, how can you see such an odd phrase in this context and not search to see if it’s just three random words?
People I have never met in my life before constantly come up to me anywhere, any time, asking all sorts of questions.
“Do you think my husband would like this birthday card?”
“Did the tailor do a good job on my pants?”
“Do these bananas look too ripe to you?”
And so on.
Evidently, I have both INFO and GOOGLE stamped across my forehead in neon green.
Does this shirt make my butt look fat?
Is that image in the background with you first open up wikipedia a book or the Great Wall of China?
Where can I go to get my jeans embroidered in Fullerton?
Who wrote the book of love?
A woman I used to work with asked me once, “If my husband says X, does he really mean Y?” Knowing nothing about the man whatsoever except who his wife was, I said I didn’t know, but it took several repetitions for the answer to sink in.
Who are you? Tell me tell me who are you? Aaaaah, who the fuck are you?
Who are you? You? You? AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHH you?
Are you talking to me? Are YOU talking to me? Are you talking to ME? Are you talking TO me? Are you TALKING to me? Are you TALKING to ME?
If they ask via e-mail, you can respond with a link to the relevant search at www.fuckinggoogleit.com. I did that to my boss once, years ago. And I still work for her!
Porn.
No… Not of you.
Go get me porn.
The really bad thing is that Lobsang and his co-workers work at KFC.
Who put the bomp in the bomp-a-bomp-a-bomp?
Who put the ram in the ram-a-lam-a-ding-dong?
Who put the bop in the bop-she-bop-she-bop?
Who put the dip in the dip-de-dip-de-dip?
Who is that man, I’d like to shake his hand.
My boss has been known to send me a link to a webpage and then ask me to have a look and tell her what’s on it. WTF?
Who let the dogs out?
I’m 29 and I’m the office “font of all knowledge” - to the point where most people can say “ask Mr Google” and they’ll know it’s me. :rolleyes:
However, I revel in my position as office geek, so it’s all good 