Since my newly deceased camera is still under warranty, I took it in to have it sorted like the way I take my rogue suitors to my fist to have them sorted.

But anyway.
The story here dwells not on the necessary actions for my camera, but the guy at the counter assisting me.

His eyes routinely made their way past my eyes, & down to...say, MY MAMMARY GLANDS. Quite frankly, I felt like an unfortunate bowl of super creamy coleslaw... undecided about wanting to be healthy or to be fattening! So I was absolutely undecided about wanting to be offended by his lack of respect to me(/my face!), & wanting to laugh at his misfortune in not having much to look at.

Now that I think about it, I would've wanted to say, "S'okay buddy. You & I both wish there was more to look at."

Posted in: babyporridge, boobs, camera, dslr, nikki malvar, store assistant on Friday, April 17, 2009 at at 12:09 AM 5 comments