My store has one window the is often mistaken for a door. I know I'm going to hell for laughing about it now or at the time: but hell is worth the hilarity of people walking into the window.
At our grand opening party, a gorgeous caterer (one of a set of twins) was so bent on geting away from a bartender with a bad weave that he walked into the window while the whole staff watched.
I was waiving to an adorable Asian baby girl when she ran towards me and slammed into the window.
Today, the Brinks armored gaured crashed into the window so hard his glasses flew off. He's never going to become real cop with that intuition.
The common denomonator between them all: the look of absolute betrayl they flashed me. It's as though I lured them into the glass only to point and laugh when their bodies fell backwards into the mallbenches.
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i don't know who you are, or how i came across your blog....but i have been reading it for several months, and have found you to be hilarious. just hilarious. thank you.
I know all about this. Everyone at the BO is in an uproar. I laughed my face off when i heard about it.
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