Still sick
Popped past the shops this morning for water, strepsils and butter menthols. Grabbed something for lunch sandwiches as well.
The cashier says, "How are you this morning?" as I put these items on the counter.
I say, "Good thanks."
And she says, "Good."
And I stand there amused at the ridiculousness of inane conversation.
The cashier says, "How are you this morning?" as I put these items on the counter.
I say, "Good thanks."
And she says, "Good."
And I stand there amused at the ridiculousness of inane conversation.