The old man shuffled up to me (I think it was the way he walked and not
that someone had tied his laces together) 'scuse me son' he said,
'toilet?' and did a little tap dance on the spot that intimated to me
that the need was quite urgent. ' follow me I replied and briskly
marched toward the toilet' behind me I could hear a determined shuffle
trying to keep up. When opposite the toilet I said 'there you go' and
left him to it.
I returned to my station and continued with the confect plan. A few
moments later I again heard a shuffling behind me, this time followed by
an even more desperate tap routine, turning round I was met once again
by the old fellow, 'thats the ladies son there's no urinal?'he almost
cried .....'Ah I see, Thats actually a unisex toilet sir and we have
only the one, fine to use that one......A look of enormous relief
crossed his wizened old features and he turning so swiftly I'd imagine
he dislocated a hip, he half shuffled half galloped off toward the
toilet.....a brief moment later I swear a satisfied groaning filled the
shop!
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