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- Path: sparky!uunet!portal!cup.portal.com!lordSnooty
- From: lordSnooty@cup.portal.com (Andrew - Palfreyman)
- Newsgroups: talk.bizarre
- Subject: Re: Cashiers
- Message-ID: <73137@cup.portal.com>
- Date: Thu, 7 Jan 93 17:56:03 PST
- Organization: The Portal System (TM)
- Distribution: world
- References: <1993Jan6.133410.14225@murdoch.acc.Virginia.EDU>
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- At the 7-11 with an Indian clerk yesterday.
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- "Carton of Marlboro Box, please." I silently gesture a long carton
- shape to him, to distinguish it from the size of a single pack.
-
- "Cardon?" he asks me with an appealing look.
-
- "Yes - a carton." I repeat the gesture, just to be helpful. I point over
- his shoulder at where I see the cartons are stacked, since I know the packs
- are between us, under the counter in front of him.
-
- "Oh, Cardon yes!" He reaches under the counter and slaps a pack down
- in front of me. "Any Ting else?" expectantly, like an enthusiastic puppy.
-
- "I want a Carton. Not a pack," (I point to it) "but a carton."
- I repeat the two gestures close to his face.
-
- "Cardon" he shouts at me, as if I had committed some grievous error,
- and the carton is now here. "Dass dventy deventy doo."
-
- "Have they gone up?" I ask him.
-
- "Dventy deventy doo."
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- I give him the money.
-
- "Dventy deventy doo."
-
- "How much are they, by the way?"
-
- "Dventy deventy doo."
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- By this time I'm out of the door.
-
- I consider a rerun but decide against it, detecting a surge of homicidal
- rage at a level that might have caused problems for everybody.
-