A conversation between me and the sales lady at a fabric shop:
Do you work here?
Yes
I'm looking for more of this wool.
Yea?
And I can't find it.
Yea?
I got it from here.
Well that doesn't mean anything.
Oh gee, that's great. Thank you so much for being a little boutique instead of the big fabric store I wanted but couldn't find out here.
I can’t remember my father crying for her. Perhaps he did when I was not
looking. Perhaps the others saw him – because I don’t know how you can hide
a gr...
1 comment:
That should be called "Customer disservice"!
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