impertinence

I saw the best thing at Rosen today. As I walked through the entrance, I saw a little girl making intent conversation with a tissue-distributing representative of Tepco or AU mobile or some such company. They looked entirely unrelated; she was about 3 or 4 and he was in his twenties and dressed in company uniform. She was waxing philosophic; he was crouched down, listening closely. As I passed, I noticed what appeared to be a mother browsing nearby.
I wonder what it was that she needed to tell him, and what it was that he so needed to hear.

ms. roy

"You can wake someone who's sleeping. But you can't wake someone who's pretending to be asleep." -Arundhati Roy