Maybe it's not a big deal, but if I reach out my hand after I asked for a paper funnel beyond my reach, wouldn't you hand it to me instead of lying it on the counter? You left me hangin' like a bitch.
And oh, sir, I apologize. Yes, that guy behind you, the one who followed you to the window when normal people would stay behind, ATM-style, was insane. I didn't mean to ignore you; I wanted to overhear what he said to the box office guy because I wanted to know if he was going to watch the same movie I was going to watch. If he did, brother, I was right behind you out the door. Again, sorry.
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