May 21, 2006
Famous frisbees
A new shop was opening in our local shopping strip on the weekend and they'd pulled out all the usual stops. Sausage sizzle on the pavement, garish cars parked out the front, balloons and free fisbies. Spying the frisbies as we walked past I thought I'd whip in and grab one for Jacob. The frisbees were in a large pile guarded by a very fit looking shop assistant deep in conversation with a member of the public who was clutching at least half a dozen of the things.
I waited patiently, and patiently, and even a bit more patiently still........ I did start to wonder why none of the other shop staff, of whom there were plenty, said anything to the assistant guarding the frisbees, like "Come on Shazza, people are waiting" or "Shall I take over for you there Shazza?" or "Pull ya finger out Shaz!" and after what seemed like a VERY patient wait I stretched my hand forward and mumbled "Excuse me, I'll just take...." while making a dive for the frisbee pile. The very fit shop assistant sprung into motion, "I haven't signed those yet" she exlained, quickly doing so while I wondered what on earth would she be signing them for?
Having extricated myself once out on the pavement again I glanced down at the frisbee to see what she'd written on it. "Brooke Hansen Olympic Gold and Silver" it says, WITH a smiley face.
Bad enough all those early mornings in the pool and the hours of training but to then have to spend hours in shopping strips signing frisbees, balloons and god-knows-what-else for people who don't even recognise you!
Posted by Faith