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.
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11 comments:
Perhaps the checkout girl was also dead - at least from the neck up.
She certainly needed a sympathy transplant, YP.
I see the problem. "Perspective". More than one syllable. Too much for a Sainbury's girl to ponder.
You hit the nail on the head, I think, Krip.:)
You should have poked her Jenny!
Hi. Michelle, nice to have you around again!:)
Why should she poke her Jenny? Rather cruel, I thought :)
I'm saying nowt! ;)
What's all this "poking jenny" stuff? What is a jenny?
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?
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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