LDWS 3;7 Indecision
Ah, yes, a delightful time for UK politics... It's like 2000 in the US, with an extra 10 years of groovy irony and general madness. This is why our prompt this week was "Indecision."
Title: This Indecision's Bugging Me...
Rating: PG
Word Count: 100+100=200
A/N(optional): Betas are awesome. Also: my personal self-Brit pic? I know I shouldn't have sent Ron to Tesco. When I lived in London, the annoying Goodge St Tesco didn't give you a bagging option. You bagged your own food, using their provided plastic carrier bags, like it or not. It was the new Camdentown Sainsbury's that offered a paper-or-plastic option. Please forgive the number of times I've edited and reposted, I am pwned by LJ's wonky codes.
This is ridiculous.
Why am I so worried? Ron's a grown man, after all, and perfectly capable of handling this himself.
Still, should I go after him, just to make sure he doesn't need help? Muggles are still foreign to him, and it's important to us that this is a positive experience.
But, isn't it a guaranteed negative if I show up and take control, like I don't trust him? Damn. I must have walked to the door and back ten times, now. What to do?
Fifteen minutes, that's all I'm giving him. After that, I'm going to Tesco's, just to check.
~~~
Bloody effing hell. What am I supposed to say?
I made it through the whole store just fine. I got the right brand of chocolate spread, didn't laugh when I asked where to find Fairy liquid, even bought a tidy assortment of organic veg. And, now, one simple question has me totally caught out.
"Sir?" Can't this spotty wanker see that I'm trying to think?
"Uh...I..." I'm desperate to get this right, to prove that I'm as capable in Hermione's world as she is in mine, but, this...this one's escaping me.
"Sir!" Stupid git, hounding me again. "Paper or plastic?"
Title: This Indecision's Bugging Me...
Rating: PG
Word Count: 100+100=200
A/N(optional): Betas are awesome. Also: my personal self-Brit pic? I know I shouldn't have sent Ron to Tesco. When I lived in London, the annoying Goodge St Tesco didn't give you a bagging option. You bagged your own food, using their provided plastic carrier bags, like it or not. It was the new Camdentown Sainsbury's that offered a paper-or-plastic option. Please forgive the number of times I've edited and reposted, I am pwned by LJ's wonky codes.
This is ridiculous.
Why am I so worried? Ron's a grown man, after all, and perfectly capable of handling this himself.
Still, should I go after him, just to make sure he doesn't need help? Muggles are still foreign to him, and it's important to us that this is a positive experience.
But, isn't it a guaranteed negative if I show up and take control, like I don't trust him? Damn. I must have walked to the door and back ten times, now. What to do?
Fifteen minutes, that's all I'm giving him. After that, I'm going to Tesco's, just to check.
~~~
Bloody effing hell. What am I supposed to say?
I made it through the whole store just fine. I got the right brand of chocolate spread, didn't laugh when I asked where to find Fairy liquid, even bought a tidy assortment of organic veg. And, now, one simple question has me totally caught out.
"Sir?" Can't this spotty wanker see that I'm trying to think?
"Uh...I..." I'm desperate to get this right, to prove that I'm as capable in Hermione's world as she is in mine, but, this...this one's escaping me.
"Sir!" Stupid git, hounding me again. "Paper or plastic?"