Aug 24, 2004 15:54
In line at Borders.
nobody in front of me.
the two counterfolks are helping people. one is apparently waiting for someone to get back from the music department with some information, so she says to the customer:
"I'll be right back with you after I finish helping this gentleman."
She then moves over to an open register and says to me, "I can help you over here."
"Thanks," I say, in my tired, female voice.
sometimes this is amusing.
today it was depressing.