All and Sundries//Saturday Morning and Afternoon
There was a hastily scribbled sign on the counter that read:
SALE ON DRY ERASE BOARDS
Beside it was a bell that one could ring for service.
Cursing could be heard from the back storage room. Or at least it could if one could read minds.
Sorting individual spools of thread was tedious enough. Sorting them with Baldrick when neither of you can speak and one of you can't read makes beating your head against a brick wall look efficient.
All and Sundries is open.
SALE ON DRY ERASE BOARDS
Beside it was a bell that one could ring for service.
Cursing could be heard from the back storage room. Or at least it could if one could read minds.
Sorting individual spools of thread was tedious enough. Sorting them with Baldrick when neither of you can speak and one of you can't read makes beating your head against a brick wall look efficient.
All and Sundries is open.