She was tapping away on the counter as I dealt with another customer. She had started doing this since she arrived. My irritation was gradually building while she tapped away.
I finished with the customer and turned to her.
Me: “How can I help?”
Taps: “I’m looking for a book.”
Me: “OK, what’s the book?”
Taps: “I don’t know. It was mentioned on the radio today.”
Me: ” I need more than that to work with.”
Taps: “The radio, like! Do you not listen to it?”
Me: “Lots of things are mentioned on the radio. I don’t know about every book that gets mentioned.”
Taps: “That’s a shame.”
Me: “So is you not knowing about the book you’re looking for.”
Taps takes her leave.
Christ on bike! That was like getting orange juice from a potato. # BaldManProblems
I was situated at the back of bus as I went into college. A young man with a paper sat down beside me a few stops in. He was reading away and I was lost in my own world listening to music. Unbeknownst to me I stared stroking the paper with my index finger. I only realised I was at this when he ruffled his paper and cleared his vocal tract and I was forced to break away from my world, look down, and notice the ink smudge on the tip of my finger. # BaldManTravelProblems