Tuesday, March 11, 2008

Even Newer Levels of Cheek

Elderly woman walks into the shop, and asks if we have a copy of Kahlil Gibran "The Prophet".

A reasonable request, and we provide one instantly (From our little stash of Prophets beneath the desk) priced at a very respectable £3. (Oh yes, bargain prices).

She is very excited and tells me that she wants to send one of the poems to her grandson.

She then sits down, pulls out a pad of paper, and copies the poem out.

Saying to me "I do hope you don't mind me copying it rather than buying it."

I tell her that I am beyond the point of caring, and just proceed to bang my head against the keyboard for a while.

2 comments:

Torita said...

If you cannot work with love but only with distaste, it is better that you should leave your work.
Kahlil Gibran

easy for a wandering hippy to say eh!

silver_flight said...

Some phrases for you to learn:

1) "No, I'm sorry, that's against the shop policy."

2) "Would you like me to nominate you for a Darwin Award? You certainly seem eligible."

3) "I must inform you that your level of audacity has now exceeded 'offensive' and is on the border of 'intolerable'. Please go away."

4) "I think you are looking for the Salvation Army/the landfill site/a psychiatrist..."