| brainfix |
11-27-2005 11:00 PM |
Tiddly-winks
The following episode didn't make me laugh as much as wonder what kind of personal pain would cause such behavior.
There is a local eatery and store I frequent becuse it's so convenient to my house and business. On the weekends, the store is run by teens who often space out, have nasty attitudes or treat you like trash.
Today I went to grab a nice leisurely breakfast, read the paper and chill. The girl at the front counter, Megan, is maybe 17, dresses subtle Goth and rarely smiles, thin and tiny, but cute somehow. She is earnestly engaged in bouncing pennies into the penny holder next to the register. She rarely looks up to acknowledge anything.
I order breakfast, grab a paper and sit down. Megan is bouncing her pennies into the cup as I try to concentrate on the paper. The noise permeates the place like a Vegas coin room. I realize I can't take it. I get my food and say to the waitress, "That is incredibly irritating!" as I point to Megan and her mindless pursuit.
A minute or two later, the noise stops. I am so thankful, maybe more so than on Thanksgiving.
I go to pay, Megan gives me a frosty stare, grabs my money and slams the change on the counter. She's about 4'10" and 85 pounds.
Wicked cute girl, but her attitude erased any cuteness she possessed.
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