tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1149217012399643733.post5490099730479658667..comments2023-12-06T00:48:23.734-08:00Comments on Daily Writing Practice: Friday August 4th, 2017Marchttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14952331166517430843noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1149217012399643733.post-77979230147021150362017-08-20T23:35:09.801-07:002017-08-20T23:35:09.801-07:00Greg - I think setting up a new phone is a fairly ...Greg - I think setting up a new phone is a fairly slow process at the best of times, and when you throw in people not being sure of what they want or needing to ask lots of questions each client takes a long time. Neither of the two groups being served were done by the time I gave up and there were at least three more ahead of me in line.<br /><br />I do believe that was indeed what I was aiming for, so that's good!<br /><br />Hmm, no, I don't think this apprenticeship is going at all well. Poor Tommy! Get out, man! Start running and don't stop until night comes to cover your tracks!Marchttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14952331166517430843noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1149217012399643733.post-40793025692787801562017-08-05T22:51:29.122-07:002017-08-05T22:51:29.122-07:00I admit to being astonished that the line-up at th...I admit to being astonished that the line-up at the phone store was that long -- I didn't think anyone had released a new phone recently. I prefer to go about a half-hour before closing if it's just to buy a new phone, on the grounds that people with problems turn up early expecting queues and are reluctant to go late and risk not being seen. I don't know how well that would play out for you though given the unexpected queue this time!<br />Hmm, your Greys don't seem like the kind of thing I'd like to encounter anywhere, or anytime for that matter -- they seem, not exactly hostile, but certainly uncaring of human life. Which I hope is what you were trying to get across!<br /><br /><b>The grey</b><br />Tommy did not think the apprenticeship was going well. Artist Margaret would only let him sweep the floors, and Artist Reginald kept telling him that he was holding it wrong -- and it was the broom he was holding, not even a paintbrush!<br />"Pass me the grey," said Reginald, holding a flabby, toad-like hand while he gazed at a portrait of Margaret. Tommy died a little inside: grey was made, as Reginald had to know, by mixing black and white, and whatever shade Tommy made was certain to be wrong.<br />Greghttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08503319830584828982noreply@blogger.com