See! You CAN get a can of striped paint!
I am the grit in the gears, the missing bolt, I am the poker of sticks into spokes. I like to know how things work, but sometimes when I take them apart and rebuild them, I have a few pieces left over. I am a man, so I tend to leave reading the instructions until after it goes wrong. And like all men I have a comprehensive mental map of the world and never need to ask directions. I never get lost, only sometimes I'm late, or end up in the wrong place entirely. It's what we do.
Monday, 24 September 2012
Seen in the staff-area of a retail establishment.
I'd be interested to hear my readers' views on whether sales-staff cleavage leaves you upset, distressed, disgusted, envious, titillated, or delighted.
I'm all for it.
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