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I just left a well known coffee shop where immediately upon entering I was bombarded by two flies. I serpentined my way to the line and then assumed a bobble head stance. The best part was that a gentleman, even more disgusted with the flies than I was, do-so-doed his way around the store waving his arms and yi-hawing flies out of the way. By the time I got to the counter I was both distressed and amused. I began counting out my pennies, ignoring the tight lipped expression on the barista’s face and his drumming fingers, when a fly landed smack on my face. I began swatting, gave up on the pennies, and ran from the store.

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