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Jun 06, 2005 02:06

Hmm. I think it's time to move away from here.

I walked up to Mac's (convenience store, five minute walk) and I've just gotten home.

When I came out of the store with my OMGSOFROSTY Froster drink, there was an obviously drunk man standing in the middle of the parking lot, shouting that he needed a cellphone or his girlfriend was never coming home. He's accosting every person who comes out of Mac's.

NUTJOB: Do you have a cellphone? My girlfriend won't come home unless I can use a cellphone!
LOKI: *has a cellphone, but isn't giving it to THIS guy* Nope, sorry.
LOKI'S CELLPHONE, IN BACK POCKET: *plays In the Hall of the Mountain King, by Grieg*
LOKI: *OMG, my ass is ringing*
NUTJOB: YOU DO TOO HAVE A CELLPHONE! Can I use it?
LOKI: *kinda nervous, glibness is her fallback* My ass just does that sometimes. Itches, too.
NUTJOB: Oh. OK. *walks off, accosts next unlucky sod*

This is word for word. Only in Surrey, folks. And how sad is it that I made a mental note to remember it so I could post it here? Maybe I shouldn't just move out of Surrey. Maybe I should go offline for a while, too. Shpfff. Yeah, that'll happen.

funny, weird encounter

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