Thursday, October 13, 2005

Long lost Lucy: No, the librarians haven't killed me

This morning an old woman whispered to Becky: 'who's she, she's new isn't she?'
'She's Kate's daughter' said Becky.
'Ohhhh' said the old bag, and then, raising her voice and eyebrows at me, 'You're not as good looking as your mother, you know.'

Right. Thanks a lot.

'Or as nice' she threw over her shoulder as she waddled out the front door.

Brilliant. My week is going swimmingly. More importantly, how are you?

4 comments:

stephenesque said...

If it is any consolation, Outer LIfe (www.outerlife.com) were just discussing how much we enjoyed reading your blog.

stephenesque said...

there should be an "Outer Life and I" in that last comment, obviously. I think I was distracted by the comment spam word verification thing that looks like the lettering on some psychedelic rock album cover.

Teaandcakes said...

Old people are mean. And they steal. Trust me, I'm an expert.

What can you do to her in revenge? Does she have books on order? Cancel them! Overdue fines? Send the debt collectors in. Reserve some books for her on nasty old person diseases (piles?) so that when she comes in they'll be waiting for her.

Ashleenah said...

nasty old hag! --- can ya see NOW why i'm afraid of old people???