Monday, September 10, 2007

How to score a hit

This Sunday just past Shelley and I ventured out to Clapham Junction to find the much fabled Farmer's Markets. We couldn't find them, and so they remain fabled for now. However, I did come close to inadvertently 'scoring a hit', as they say.

While Shelley went into the grocery store to buy me a delicious scroll, I waited outside passing the time, thinking about scrolls. Now admittedly, I was leaning againt the wall, my jaw hanging a bit loose (I had a cold), my expression a little glazed-over (I was thinking about scrolls), and my jumper a little crinkled from sleeping in it the night before. But that's no excuse for what happened next.

All of a sudden this guy walks up and asks me if I'm "cool". I didn't quite know how to answer the question straight off the bat, so I said, yes, I was cool thank you very much. Wrong answer.

What ensued was a very awkward, wink-wink, nudge-nudge kind of conversation, that left my dealer friend feeling very exasperated, and me feeling very uncool indeed.

I had to walk past him outside the station too, eating my cinnamon scroll.

4 comments:

Helen | Pepperina Press said...

You must not encourage me to very loud laughing while I'm alone in the house. I just feel silly.

Helen | Pepperina Press said...

On second thought, you must.

It's fabulous.

bitingmidge said...

tappity tap
tappity tap
tappity tap
tappity tap

yawn

tappity tap
tappity tap

Thank goodness for telephones, my fingers are getting sore from tapping them on the desk waiting for an update!! :-)

Good luck house hunting and things!
P

Jo Hyndman said...

It does not matter how many times I read this entry, I still fall off my chair laughing!! I will have to stop reading as I now have a sore bottom!!!!