Paranoia Groove
For reasons that escape me, there are three Bentley-related stores in the mall. Two of them are kiosks called "Unic", usually pronounced You-nick. I do have a problem with that pronounciation since it bears a striking resemblance to the word
eunuch. It's unnerving being the only guy working at a store that seems to proudly tote its male employees as being castrated man-servants.
Equally unnverving is the location of one of the Unic kiosks, which happens to be in the mall corridor right in front of a
Silk & Satin lingerie store. I was covering another employee's lunch break at that kiosk, and the entire time I could feel the eyes of those scantily-clad models on their cardboard backing giving me these sultry looks when I wasn't looking. It's really does make one twitchy, regardless of the push-up bras they are showcasing.
In other news, necessity is indeed the mother of invention. This portion of today's Little Bit of Nowhere can be aptly titled,
Don't Worry, I Saw This In A Macguyver Episode. My family volunteers making dinner Tuesday nights at a soup kitchenesque establishment. One that has an inherent lack of manual can openers, and a really fancy-looking automated can opener that really only opens air; if you try to give it a can to open, it gets all snobbish and refuses to cut into the lid for you. Well, when forced without any working can opener at all, my Dad managed to pry open a large metal tin of coffee using a knife sharpener (the metal baton-shaped kind) and a dulled meat cleaver. Go Dad.
Today's Lesson: there is such a thing as a "wrong side of the bed" and waking up on it. Subsequently there is also such a thing as a "right side of the shower" and counteracting the wrong side of the bed by standing there. It's somewhere around the stream of nice warm water....
posted by Phillip at 6:24 PM
