tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10850165137273401.post4344621991429007681..comments2023-07-14T10:41:56.260+01:00Comments on jemimasramblings: jennyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12670322358738782164noreply@blogger.comBlogger1125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10850165137273401.post-36489344981455192002008-10-21T16:12:00.000+01:002008-10-21T16:12:00.000+01:00I ran into a snobby woman at the market. I'd seen...I ran into a snobby woman at the market. I'd seen her at various markets several times, and she was not what one is used to seeing in this town. Once I was in her way, (narrow isles) and instead of waiting for me, she said "excuse me" in such a way, the clerk who was helping me and I were stunned. Haven't seen her in a couple years. She seemed very out of place. Those snobby people can't be happy, can they?<BR/><BR/>I wonder if you could have just called the office to ask them to sign you out. I volunteer in our school office and signed out a young fellow who called from outside.Vitahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05648727808256233855noreply@blogger.com