Thursday, 10 August 2017

Being Recognised.

The woman I talk to in Sainsbury’s was back today. She came over to me and asked:

‘What are you going to complain about now?’

‘Nothing,’ I answered earnestly. ‘I’m perfectly happy. Well, apart from…’

And I just got called a douchebag on YouTube again, just because I questioned an absurdly illogical comment.

It isn’t easy maintaining a reputation, you know.

Oh, and there was a woman in the coffee shop who was holding a baby to her chest. Only she wasn’t looking at the baby, she was staring most intensely at me. Had I been a few years younger I would have suspected the imminent arrival of a paternity suit. And it was most unusual because it’s generally the babies who stare menacingly at me, not the mothers.

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