God is punishing me. He send me a plague of 16 year old boys.
The 16 year old girls create great dramas full of emotional upheaval and love-hate-love relationships. The 16 year old boys break things. Expensive things, like the glass on the candy case, or the safe.
Yes, the safe. Last night one of my clerks stuck a plastic fork into the lock and broke off the tines. Since my mind does not comprehend 16 year old boy, I do not understand his motivation, although I suspect it was a combination of scientific inquiry and the general male tendency to enjoy inserting things into other things.
I fear that, like the plumber, the locksmith will need to go on retainer.
Posted by Susie at May 24, 2004 10:42 AM | TrackBack