Copy Shop
“I’m at the copy shop!” I shouted into the phone over the commotion in the background.
“Who are you with?” AdventureMan shouted back.
“No one! I am by myself!” I holler.
“By yourself? Why?” he asks.
“Why?” he responds, “why are you in the copy shop by yourself?”
“There are a lot of other people here, I meant I am not here with anyone. That’s what all the noise is about. They have a number machine, so I figured out how to get a number, but only me and one other buy took a number, everyone else just comes in and gets waited on, no taking numbers!”
Not only that, but in spite of the fact that there are already people waiting, some people, always men, will walk in and say in a loud voice “Excuse me! Excuse me!” or snap their fingers (I am not joking!) or say “I am ready now!” and expect to be taken right away, and I can see why, they are almost always taken right away. I guess they intimidate the guys behind the counter or something.
I held my number up to catch the eye of one of the copy-shop guys and immediately more noises happen, the numbers that incidate who is being waited on change and my number is up.
“Gotta go!” I say and take care of getting come copies made.
The next morning as we are dressing and catching up on what’s happening in one another’s lives, he says to me “I still don’t understand why you would sit and drink coffee all by yourself.”
I look at him in utter astonishment. From time to time, I do sit by myself in a coffee shop while I am waiting for a friend, or if my internet isn’t working, and I never think twice about it. But I hadn’t been anywhere near a coffee shop recently. What is he talking about?
“You remember yesterday, when I called you,” he continues. And I start laughing.
“Copy shop! Copy shop! Not coffee shop!”
And then we are both laughing.
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LOL! Thats why I send our driver to copy most of the time!
You know, if there was a queuing system to get shot. People here would still push and shove to the be the first without taking a number. Let them intimidate their executor.
Hello. 🙂
Once I ended up in the Sharq district when a friend told me to meet him in “Sharq” to have coffee. “OK which Starbucks? THERE ARE NO STARBUCKS HERE!”
“But I *AM* sitting in Starbucks! Right next to Benetton!”
After about an hour of aimless driving I remembered we have a new mall named “Souq Sharq”. *hangs head* And he never thought to point that out to me.
How’s QC?
hahaha its funny how ppl hear things differently. makes for some cute stories to tell.
Olorin, yes, I totally get why you send the driver. And there are times when drivers don’t know exactly how it needs to be done, and only you can do explain EXACTLY how it needs to be because the driver doesn’t get it!
Oh Я! I am so happy to see you back again! And dying laughing at pushing to the front to be executed! Heeee heeeeeee, Souk Sharq!
QC is fine. Lazy in the sunshine, happy that the days are getting long and hot again. He was born to be warm!
Mornin’ Lady! It can be funny. . . it could also be disasterous! Think how many sitcoms would drop dead were it not for misunderstandings!
hehe, amusing story 🙂
Lady J, we are missing you. I hope you are having a lot of fun, and enjoying yourself thoroughly.