No Sugar Felt Like You
December 13th, 2008A quiet little day. There was no Muhammed when I went to the playground. Probably too early for him. But lots of sweet animals that I got to feed.
And Nina was in a good mood. When the weather isn’t too good then she likes to stay inside. So when I was done feeding the animals I sat down on the couch with her. Look, it’s a video! She’d make a good breakdancer, that kitty. She rolls around and stretches her paws out a treat.
After work I stopped off in Føtex, the supermarket in the shopping center around the corner. To see if some of my photo stuff had arrived. In addition to the christmas cards I have had some other things made. But some of them seem to have gotten lost in the mail from the digifotostore to the supermarket. Oh well. It’ll turn up I’m sure. The girl at the counter was very nice. She gave me a number I could call so I don’t have to go there in person and check every day if my stuff has arrived. The phone number was apparently her private line. “The call will go straigh to me” she said. For a second I almost imagined that was what it would be like if a girl gave you her phonenumber. For non business purposes I mean.
They have cute girls in Føtex. I have mentioned a cashier girl from there before. I have seen her a few times again lately. She’s really sweet. I know it’s her job to be nice to costumers. But she’s always really nice. And funny. Making jokes and stuff. She talks way more to me than any other cashier I have met. She must be falling in love with me and will soon be giving me her phonenumber. I have no dout.
Yes, Sigrid has competition. The females are all over me. Even when I’m coming straight from the playground and smelling slightly like wet buck. Just call me Romeo, oh Romeo.
Okay, you can stop laughing now.