Our key duplicating machine has been at it again. It has an act, think R2D2, it puts on with chirping and whistling to attract customers. The machine had a rather amusing nonverbal interaction with one lady this week. She had her back to the machine enraptured over the myriad of options we offer for winterizing exposed water pipes. Apparently the key machine is intellectually acute because it chose that exact moment to whee-whoo.
The woman spun around and gave the machine the most prudish look I have ever seen. After a couple of seconds of staring the machine down she snapped back around. I would have laughed had I not been so startled. Her mannerism was absolutely comical. God! Why don’t these men enamored by my beauty just give it up? This lady was not exactly a looker. She had the glasses and hair that define miserly librarian.
I have to give the cheeky key machine my accolades. Your sharp wit was not unnoticed.