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I'm going to bed. Really, I am. (I feel slightly less guilty than I should for staying up late because I took a nap earlier.) Well, I'm going to bed after I finish reading this well-written fic where the 10th Doctor is the manager of a supermarket. Yeah. It's, just, OMG. Funny how it just strikes a chord with me. I imagine he actually makes a rather good one. What makes the Doctor so successful at saving the day are 2 things - intellect & people skills. Both are also traits a good store manager has to have. Oh, yeah, and he's got the big ego in common with them, too. Ok. Enough. Must. Go. Read.
Taken from, "Notes on the Domestification of Birds 4/5"
Training her in the family business?" asked Collins.
"What, supermarkets?" He looked at his daughter. "What do you know about supermarkets, Winifred?"
"They bring happiness to many people," she recited, "and are a valuable part of our economy."
Story
Poor Doctor. So human, yet so not. Well, I'm sure he's going to find out what happens when you try to become something you are not. Can't swim against the tide forever...
Taken from, "Notes on the Domestification of Birds 4/5"
Training her in the family business?" asked Collins.
"What, supermarkets?" He looked at his daughter. "What do you know about supermarkets, Winifred?"
"They bring happiness to many people," she recited, "and are a valuable part of our economy."
Story
Poor Doctor. So human, yet so not. Well, I'm sure he's going to find out what happens when you try to become something you are not. Can't swim against the tide forever...