Scene:
Westfield Subway, around lunchtime.
Dramatis Personae:
LOL = slightly senile and very nearsighted little old lady.
SYC = Strapping Young Police Officer.
[Enter SYC.]
SYC: Mrs. ___! Mrs. ____!
LOL: [turns and squints up at SYC] ... do I know you?
SYC: It's me, ____! Remember me?
LOL: [squints some more] You a copper?
SYC: [proudly] Yes, ma'am, I am.
LOL: I don't like coppers. [turns back to considering her sandwich order]
SYC: *sadface*
Does it make me a bad person that I am rather looking forward to being a little old lady precisely so I can pull shit like this without consequence?
Westfield Subway, around lunchtime.
Dramatis Personae:
LOL = slightly senile and very nearsighted little old lady.
SYC = Strapping Young Police Officer.
[Enter SYC.]
SYC: Mrs. ___! Mrs. ____!
LOL: [turns and squints up at SYC] ... do I know you?
SYC: It's me, ____! Remember me?
LOL: [squints some more] You a copper?
SYC: [proudly] Yes, ma'am, I am.
LOL: I don't like coppers. [turns back to considering her sandwich order]
SYC: *sadface*
Does it make me a bad person that I am rather looking forward to being a little old lady precisely so I can pull shit like this without consequence?
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Date: 2009-11-09 06:26 pm (UTC)From:no subject
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