Jo and I were shopping in Bromley this afternoon. After wandering around looking at shoes for a while, she spotted the shop Flutterbyes, and wanted to take a look inside.
As you can see from the link, they sell what I would consider ‘girlie stuff’ – lots of flowery, frilly items. They also have a selection of cards.
The cards are very cutsie, with writing like this on the front:
‘Mum by chance, friend by choice‘
‘If Nana’s (sic) were flowers, I’d pick you‘
I did, however, find one I thought would be good for a friend, so picked it up and went to the counter.
Serving customers were two girls, a blonde and a brunette, both attractive, the blonde especially so.
I opened the conversation with:
‘After looking through those cards you have over there, and throwing up a little in my mouth a bit when reading them, I actually found one I wanted to get.’
The brunette immediately replied with:
‘Her (nodding towards the blonde, who was putting my things into a bag) mum designs those cards. Now, let’s see you back out of this one.’
The blonde just looked at me.
Note to self: insulting someone’s Mum’s artistic talent in the first sentence you say to them is not going to endear you to them.