Tuesday, 26 February 2013

The Tale of the Wonky-eyed Woman.

Well, hello and how have you been? Mole hasn't blogged in quite some time, due to a sea change. We will gloss over that and break out with a quick event that occurred today.

On serving a very pretty girl with some fragrance I happened to notice that her eyes did not have much simpatico, to those of us that don't speak Euro - bollocks that means they crossed somewhat in the middle. Not wanting to stare, I wrapped her purchase and handed it back with a 'Thank You Very Much ' and a quick glance at the centre of her nose then slightly down to her chest -ish with a sideways crab like motion and a smile.

Half an hour later the Customer Services representative popped over with a complaint. Apparently some pretty lady had complained that I was aloof and had no eye contact. 'Well', I responded, 'She is right, but I was trying to be polite because she was cross-eyed.'
'Was she?' came the reply.
'Very, didn't you notice?' I asked.
'No,' she replied, 'I never looked at her.'

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