Sunday, 15 January 2012

Would you like a bag?

It's 7.30pm, and I've come here straight from work. I've filled a basket with your goods. I used a basket because I plan to purchase about four times what I could carry in my arms. Some of it is frozen, some of it is easily breakable. Use my card please, the value of these goods is more than the cash I carry.

What was that? Would I like a bag? A bag? For me?

OF COURSE I WOULD LIKE A BAG! HOW ELSE AM I GOING TO GET THIS STUFF HOME? WHY DO YOU FEEL THE NEED TO ASK ME SUCH A STUPID QUESTION EVERY TIME I COME TO THIS SHOP? HAVE I EVER SAID NO? NO!

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