What’s Fonzie Like?


I was working alone in the copy center for the first time today.

Naturally, that meant being slammed with Easterville’s finest in needy and rude patrons.

Retail is a b’yatch.

A woman who was hearing impaired tore up copies that she had made and threw them at me because she apparently thought that being deaf was also a no-holds-barred license to act like a twat.

It’s not, by the way, and I walked away from her until she could write down what she wanted like a civilized human being.  She thought that was rude but I thought it was nicer than punching her.

There were others but she was the worst.

A relentless poo-blizzard of treacherous bastards…

And then a brief reprieve when a lady came in with several boxes that needed taping up and shipping.  She noticed my TaijiFit pendant.

“That’s a beautiful necklace, what does it mean?”

Me: “It’s supposed to look like a Chinese character but it’s actually a person doing Tai Chi.”

Her: “Oh, that’s so cool! Do you practice Tai Chi?”

Me: “I do.”

Her: “That must be why you look so calm in the midst of this chaos.”

Me: “Do I look calm?”

Her: “Yes!”

Me: “Well then, I deserve a Twinkie!”

She laughed and I stayed cool, like Jules in Pulp Fiction.







Author: d. Nelle Vincent

I write stories about wine and the human condition because the devil, as they say, is in the details.

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