to the acne plagued young chap cashiering at our local independent grocery store:
"Oops, I just about tore your gadget off, then!"
I was referring (obviously) to the EFTPOS card swiping machine on the long springy coil.
He still looked like he'd have been happy to die rather than make eye contact with me again.
"Oops, I just about tore your gadget off, then!"
I was referring (obviously) to the EFTPOS card swiping machine on the long springy coil.
He still looked like he'd have been happy to die rather than make eye contact with me again.
1 comment:
I see you suffer from same chronic case of foot in mouth that I do.
Then again, it is so much fun to shit stir teenage boys. Go on, admit it!
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