I was serving a lovely bearded fellow earlier. Goodness radiated off him and I’m sure his farts would have smelled like rose scented farts.
Larry places his book on the counter.
Me: “Hi, how are ya?”
Larry: “Fine, thank you.”
Me: “Would you like a bag for this?”
Larry: “That would be lovely.”
I quickly whip out a bag–”Abracadabra!”
His face lights up with a wonderful smile.
Me: “And now for my next trick, I’ll make your money disappear.”
Larry: “Ha,ha! You’re funny.”
Me: “Oh, stop it.”
Larry takes his leave and another fellow takes his place. He’s buying a travel guide to Scotland.
William: “Have I got a story for you!”
Me: “Go on.”
William: “My new employer wants someone to give guided tours of Scotland through French. The French bit is no problem for me, the Scotland bit is a bit tricky since I’ve never been there.”
Me: “How do you expect to give guided tours to a place you’ve never been?”
William: “Well, I’ve been to England, and that’s pretty much the same place. I’ll also study this book.”
Me: “Yeah, somehow I don’t think that will work.”
William: “Ah, it will be grand. Now all I need to do is make up a fake reference for my employer.”
William goes off with a big grin on his face.
What the hell? Who takes a job as a tourist guide for a part of the world they’ve never been? I pity the French tourists who get stuck with him.
I much preferred my interaction with Larry. He laughed at my magic tricks, complimented me, and restored my faith in humanity. William, on the other hand, quashed my faith in humanity right after Larry left. # BaldManProblems