I’m in World Market yesterday, right? I’m walking around with my daughter on my hip, and a girl who is in there holds up a vase for me to see and goes, “Do you think this will be too big to use as a centerpiece on a kitchen table?”
Um.
I don’t think she thought I worked there, but you know, I guess anything is possible. She clearly thought I was psychic, so I guess it’s not too much to believe she either didn’t see the toddler attached to my body or thought World Market employees wear toddlers as part of their uniform.
I could hear the gears in my head grinding and stalling, grains of stupidity clogging up the works.
I said… “Well….I guess that depends on how big the table is, how big the room is, the style of the décor, and all that. Is it a big table?”
Her: “Yeah.”
Me: “Does that vase match the style of the room?”
Her:“I think so.”
Me:“Well, it’s a nice vase. Probably it will work fine.”
Jeez! Glad I could help.
Um.
I don’t think she thought I worked there, but you know, I guess anything is possible. She clearly thought I was psychic, so I guess it’s not too much to believe she either didn’t see the toddler attached to my body or thought World Market employees wear toddlers as part of their uniform.
I could hear the gears in my head grinding and stalling, grains of stupidity clogging up the works.
I said… “Well….I guess that depends on how big the table is, how big the room is, the style of the décor, and all that. Is it a big table?”
Her: “Yeah.”
Me: “Does that vase match the style of the room?”
Her:“I think so.”
Me:“Well, it’s a nice vase. Probably it will work fine.”
Jeez! Glad I could help.
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