"Oh, no. No, thank you," I say, hoping it sounds polite instead of thoroughly worried. I mean, he seems nice enough, but then again, he thinks there's a monster in the water tower and he tells this to strangers with perfect sincerity. The meat turns out to be much heavier than I expected, but I'm sure I can manage it. After all, that's part of running the errands, right?
I accept the change and pocket it, shifting my grip to make sure I can manage everything. It occurs to me that I should perhaps have done the other errands before I had a heavy packet of meat to lug around, but I was just following the order of Mr. Dorian's instructions. I smile--no reason not to be polite; even if he is crazy, he's still been polite--and say, "Yes, thank you, that will be all today." At last, I think, as I haul the meat off toward the door and my arms begin to ache from the unaccustomed effort, I have seized control of the situation. So there.
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Date: 2009-02-07 11:27 pm (UTC)I accept the change and pocket it, shifting my grip to make sure I can manage everything. It occurs to me that I should perhaps have done the other errands before I had a heavy packet of meat to lug around, but I was just following the order of Mr. Dorian's instructions. I smile--no reason not to be polite; even if he is crazy, he's still been polite--and say, "Yes, thank you, that will be all today." At last, I think, as I haul the meat off toward the door and my arms begin to ache from the unaccustomed effort, I have seized control of the situation. So there.