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I walked in to my local Borders, where everybody knows my name. Miss Funky Cute was there... I have such a crush. Today she was being "British", with an 'orrible attempt at Cockney. I don't know why, but I was "guv" this evening. Customer service desk, with the young man with way too long and way too pretty hair. Clueless, as usual, so I wandered around until I found the sweet, smart manager. I explained the situation to her. At first she was giving me the "I'm about to give you bad news as soon as you finish" expression, but when I said "exchange", she brightened, and with no fuss whatsoever, exchanged my Reader.
Hopefully this one will have a battery that works as advertised.
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