- Thu Oct 17, 2002 3:37 pm
#32880
You get some wierd people here in Sheffield.
I was walking into uni today listening to my personal stereo and reading the paper, as you do, when I passed this elderly woman. She turned to look at me. "Glossy magazines, my son, glossy magazines," she said.
I took my stereo earplugs out of my ears. "Sorry?" I replied.
"Glossy magazines," she repeated.
"Okay, what about them," I said confused.
"Just think about it"
Seriously freaked out by now I just replied "Ok, I will, thanks!" and I very hastily walked away.
Was the old woman's advice a warning that I should avoid glossy magazines? Or should I go out and buy all the glossy magazines I can get my hands on? Who knows, but if you never hear from me again I've probably been killed by a huge stack of glossy magazines mysteriously falling on my head.
I was walking into uni today listening to my personal stereo and reading the paper, as you do, when I passed this elderly woman. She turned to look at me. "Glossy magazines, my son, glossy magazines," she said.
I took my stereo earplugs out of my ears. "Sorry?" I replied.
"Glossy magazines," she repeated.
"Okay, what about them," I said confused.
"Just think about it"
Seriously freaked out by now I just replied "Ok, I will, thanks!" and I very hastily walked away.
Was the old woman's advice a warning that I should avoid glossy magazines? Or should I go out and buy all the glossy magazines I can get my hands on? Who knows, but if you never hear from me again I've probably been killed by a huge stack of glossy magazines mysteriously falling on my head.