Yesterday I served a woman and her daughter. The little girl was no more than 4 or 5 years old. As she approached my window she stopped talking with her mother, mid-sentance, and just stared at me with the scariest eyes I've ever seen. She stared at me for the entire transaction, then resumed her conversation exactly where she'd left it. It was like The Village Of The Damned or something, I felt quite intimidated.Friday, 24 August 2007
Aaaarrgh! Those Eyes!
Yesterday I served a woman and her daughter. The little girl was no more than 4 or 5 years old. As she approached my window she stopped talking with her mother, mid-sentance, and just stared at me with the scariest eyes I've ever seen. She stared at me for the entire transaction, then resumed her conversation exactly where she'd left it. It was like The Village Of The Damned or something, I felt quite intimidated.
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You know what you must do when confronted with such a horror!
"A brick wall... a brick wall... I must think of a brick wall... a brick wall... I must think of a brick wall... a brick wall... brick wall... I must think of a brick wall... It's almost half past eight... brick wall... only a few seconds more... brick wall... brick wall... brick wall... nearly over... a brick wall..."
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