Anodyne
Tuesday, September 18, 2007
 
CJB: That'll be seventeen seventy-five, please.

TOTALLY NORMAL-LOOKING WOMAN: AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHH!

CJB [completely startled]: Are you OK?

TN-LW: AAAAAAAAHHHHHHHH! MOUSE!

Scrambling up a stack of papers directly behind me. Cute, but not cute enough to prevent me half-heartedly swiping at the little fucker with the broom, hoping for a clean kill with the first blow. But Speedy Gonzales jinked left around my half-assed shot and fled down the trade fiction aisle, little legs windmilling away like crazy.

TN-LW [pissed]: You need a cat!

CJB: Or a new career.


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