Lolly lolita + surreal situation.
I'm at big box books.
Kid starts playing with the Legos table, saying : " ship shi(p) shi
p " etc over and over again. Parents do the oh my kid is so sssooooo cute thing, and let him keep doing it for say 30 minutes straight. Every worker in the place thought he was swearing like tourettes, and a few angry grandmoms. I thought it was somewhat funny for about 5 minutes.
2 highschool Girls so mature like totally.
Sit down to like gossip like about stuff like yeah.
Pink Floyd have you like heard of them like.
Like no wow like what are like they.
etc
Dude comes over to introduce himself.
They say they go to the alternative school.
He says I used to live right next door to the school.
Blah blah like giggle like blah blah blah like.
Dude might be 60.
I can't tell whether the girls are humoring him or (like) not.
The one is glancing over at me, and doing the look away quickly
thing when I look up. Oh snap, she's directing a smidge
of lolly over at me. I have no interest ...
(she has no idea former cab driver bs cured that)
maybe she like like likes me more than
the loudmouth drrrty old man trying to chat them up.
Ship shi(p) shi
p is repeating the whole time.
The dude finally leaves, and the girls soon after.
I get up to get a drink.
Ship shi(p) shi
p has been playing with the legos and repeating.
He's built a square box about a foot on each side.
More a piece of soviet architecture that anything.
No ship.
Nothing ship-like at all.
Beaming parents:
Ship shi(p) shi
p ... oh he's so sooooo precious isn't he?!
I fear for our future.