An English gentleman traveled to New York City one rainy summer for the funeral of an old girlfriend. Having packed in a hurry, he forgot to bring his galoshes. Not wanting to ruin his shoes in the mud that was sure to be at his departed friend's burial ceremony, he went to a shoe store.
"Pardon me." he asked the clerk, "Do you have any black rubbers?"

The confused clerk said he did not, but directed the man to the drugstore across the street. The Englishman asked the pharmacist, "Pardon me, but do you have any black rubbers?"

The pharmacist replied, "I don't know but I'll take a look."
From the back room, he called out, "I have green, red, purple, blue and rainbow, but no black." Returning to the counter he asked the Englishman, "Why do you want black rubbers, anyway?"

The Englishman replied, "My old girlfriend just died."

The surprised pharmacist said, "Oh, you English are so refined!"