concertigrossi ([personal profile] concertigrossi) wrote2008-03-03 10:00 pm

Fandom's National Anthem




More the second verse than the first for me, but there it is. :)

"Some whispering poem was calling us home to a place we know never existed...."

The Words

[identity profile] pink-siamese.livejournal.com 2008-03-05 02:20 am (UTC)(link)
The waitress with the thousand-yard stare. Oh yes.

[identity profile] concertigrossi.livejournal.com 2008-03-05 02:25 am (UTC)(link)


I worked as a cashier for a summer at a sporting-goods store. Same thing.

The boss would sometimes asked me what I was thinking about, and part of me always wanted to snark back with "You own my time, not my thoughts," but that would've been uncalled for. He didn't mean any harm.

Also, when you answer stuff like "the Defenestration of Prague" or "I wonder if I have enough of that fabric to make a skirt," they stop asking.

[identity profile] pink-siamese.livejournal.com 2008-03-05 02:41 am (UTC)(link)
Or you sprout random bits of narration, as I am wont to do.