Sunday, August 16, 2009

Le Subjonctif

Here's a funny social situation:
toddlers in public. What a delight when your local sporting/entertainment outing is blessed by the presence of a little bundle of joy. One particularily sociable person will engage the child in some game, the fascinated infant transfixed with this stranger. The game gets funnier and funnier, risks are being taken, everyone is laughing, mother is thinking, gosh why don't I do this more often? Suddenly the stranger goes too far, the kid has stumbled in excitement or has been prodded a little too zealously. A horrific sound fills the air, the kid is screaming, crying, wailing, no one is laughing, the mother rushes to its comfort, all the attention is centred on this noise producer. And the stranger is sitting in the corner mortified and thinking "oh god make it stop"

Had coffee with Maaike today. My style is terrible, a result of my poverty and mauvais choix. I should just chuck out everything I own and start again. I should be an abercrombie model.
Funny how their ads don't include a lot of clothing.

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