Friday, June 5, 2009
The mall was open but most of the shops inside still wore their shutters like enormous heavy eyelids. Spouse and I were the only customers- if we could qualify for the title without a hint of intent to spend a cent.
We paused at a booth that advertised Internet and cell phone packages. A young lady stepped forward to assist us.
"Hi there," she beamed, "do you have any answers I can question?"
As a matter of fact we had plenty; but before she could challenge any of them she stuttered and blushed and admitted she had made a mistake, which we had strongly suspected.
"I'm so sorry," she said, "it's a bit early for me. I'm still asleep."
She helped us nevertheless, which was the important thing, and we had a nice chat. Then away Spouse and I went through the empty mall, having successfully consoled the sleepy-eyed, tongue-tied assistant.
Posted by Phyllis Hunt McGowan at 10:36 AM