I've arrived!! And with my devotion to bring you effervescence in concentrate, I must wonder. When the Pied Piper lured all those rats and children away from Hamelin (thanks Wikipedia), I bet they were all like, "Dude, this place that we're going to is going to be awwwesome." And then they got there. I wonder what song each of us hears.
Now, the above paragraph could be assumed to relate to my first couple of days in Brighton...but that's not really the case. Mostly it was that as soon as I typed "I've arrived", I wondered if it was what all those rats said as soon as they reached their destination. Why I wondered that is a concern all of its own, but not yours, so I'll continue.
So I went to the housing porter yesterday to request the purchase of bedding.
Me: Hi, I was wondering if I could buy some bedding.
Porter: Yeah sure, speak with that lady over there. (Points to a lady of sixty sitting about five feet from us.)
(I shift five feet over.)
Me: Hi, I was looking for some bedding.
Lady: Well I can certainly help a young man with some bedding.
Assistant standing next to the lady: God, stop saying that. He's looking to buy some bedding.
Lady: Well I'm just saying. *hands me the form.*
I've arrived!!
I think she was hitting on you!
ReplyDeleteman...you totally set yourself up for that one. The old ladies there are clever! (that painting is awesome, and now, whenever I picture you in england, it will be in those pants)
ReplyDeleteYour response should have been "It's a $1,000 pounds an hour mum."
ReplyDeleteSee then you don't need a part time job, well at least for a while.
I believe that she could have helped you, a young man, with some bedding. And yet you refused a generous offer of help from this woman MERELY because of her age?
ReplyDeleteYou sir are an age-ist, and I for one don't care to be associated with an ageist.
Good day sir!
(Also, where was: "I'm not sure you're prepared for the level of help I need, you may have to bring your assistant.")