"Well, there is only one piece of advice I can give you," said the wisest of wise men. "The secret of happiness is to see all the marvels of the world and never to forget the drops of oil on the spoon."



('The Alchemist' Paulo Coelho)




Saturday, December 02, 2006

Sad news

In Sainsbury's this morning I bumped into the secretary of a school where I did a few months supply last year. Last time I met her, she told me that one of the staff was very ill in hospital.
"How's Xxxxx?" I asked.
"He passed away last month," she said sadly.
My shopping was piling up at the checkout behind me as I listened to her. I had only worked with him for a few months but he had been friendly (not all the staff had made the effort) and was just a pleasant, easygoing man, always ready with a joke or a lighthearted comment.
I turned back to my shopping and the cashier.
"It puts things into perspective, hearing of someone dying," I remarked as she waited for me to catch up with packing my shopping. (I never can get them to do it for me!)
She looked at me blankly and did not reply.

12 comments:

Yorkshire Pudding said...

Perhaps the checkout girl was also dead - at least from the neck up.

Jennyta said...

She certainly needed a sympathy transplant, YP.

krip said...

I see the problem. "Perspective". More than one syllable. Too much for a Sainbury's girl to ponder.

Jennyta said...

You hit the nail on the head, I think, Krip.:)

Michelle said...

You should have poked her Jenny!

Jennyta said...

Hi. Michelle, nice to have you around again!:)

krip said...

Why should she poke her Jenny? Rather cruel, I thought :)

Jennyta said...

I'm saying nowt! ;)

Yorkshire Pudding said...

What's all this "poking jenny" stuff? What is a jenny?

Jennyta said...

Well, if you hailed from Lancashire instead of that there Yorkshire, YP, you would have heard of the spinning jenny - which, however, bears absolutely no relevance to the subject under discussion, so you may sit back and relax because, actually, you are not missing anything by being a Yorkshireman instead of a Lancashireman! See? How straightforward is that?

Jennefer said...

Wow Jenny, I'm just as interested in the comments as in your blog! lol My Dad was born in Ainsley, just outside of Liverpool so I guess that makes him a Lancashireman! He worked and lived in Kent after WWII (he was in the Royal Navy), before immigrating to Canada when he was 30. I've never been to England - it's on the top of my list though. It was just nice to see the names listed of where my Dad lived. Cheers!

Jennyta said...

Hi, Jennefer. Nice of you to pop in. You wouldn't be thinking of Aintree would you? I don't know of an Ainsley. If it was Aintree, where the Grand National is run every year, I taught in that area for years.

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