The irony would be that the store closed due to complacency. You know, they just didn't take things seriously.
But what were the selling?
There was no way to tell. It's possible they didn't have any stock at all. People would walk in, and the clerk would start up a conversation:
Q: Can I help you?
A: Uh, thanks, lady, I was just looking, but there's nothing to see!
Q: That's right. Why stock things you might not want to buy? We'd have too much inventory.
A: Oh! Very clever.
Q: Think about what you want MOST.
A: A good shagging!
Q: Carpet?
A: Not exactly, lady.
Q: Transfer your thoughts to me. Visualize what you want. Use telepathy.
A: Well, all right. I'm thinking...
Q: YOU SWINE! Get out of here!
And so it went, until the landlord demanded actual money at the end of the month.
Landlord: Where's my pay?
Ladida: We haven't sold anything. It's not important. Maybe next month I'll figure out what to order, and I'll fill the store with stuff.
Landlord: Well, what kind off stuff would you sell in a store called La Di Da?
Ladida: This and that.
Landlord: YOU SWINE! Get out of here!
Sapristi!
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