Day 689 Having a leak

28th June 2019

You get all sorts coming into the bookshop. There are the friendly type who like to be friendly with everyone, and the miserable ones who hate everything. There are those who sit and read most of the book before they buy it, try doing the same in a restaurant buddy! Often there are families where the parents just want a rest from their demanding children. I usually sit up front with Kelli reading my book of choice. I don’t ring up customers, I can’t be trusted. I can’t make sense of the coinage, I never use it, my pockets are often full of loose change clanking about, dragging my trousers south. Kelli is expert in finding it, and placing it is a pot on the dining table. This stash comes in handy when she needs to tip someone, although their appreciation disappears when she hands them a stack of pennies. They walk away with their pockets weighed down to their knees.

I was faced with a dilemma as I was leaving for my coffee. I was going to walk out of the door, but I waited for a mother and daughter to enter. The daughter came in but the mother, of ample proportions stopped in the doorway looking at some bargain books. There then followed a difficult pause, as I waited for her to create some space to allow me to pass. I had to pretend that I was just standing there minding my own business. At one point I was afraid she would pick a book and start reading, then I probably would have slapped her.

Greer had a problem with her car. The radiator had a leak and she was stuck on the other side of town.

We finished work a little earlier so that we could go to her aid, although there wasn’t much either of us could do, we waited in moral support for the tow truck.

We arranged to have the car dropped off at Larry across the road. He had a look and established it was the radiator that was leaking. He couldn’t find a supplier that could get a replacement for such an old car, so I guess it’s the internet again.