(I had dinner really late today. It's currently around 1 am as I write this, and I ate dinner at 10.30 pm. We had lunch at 4 pm because my mother and I did grocery shopping during lunchtime. I'm staying up so my food digests properly. Okay, weird fact over now.)
I work in a clothing alterations store and my new "Most Intriguing" customer came in today to pick up his two pairs of trousers. The first time I saw him was last week when he dropped off his clothes and I was immediately fascinated by him. See, he has long black hair tied in a low ponytail and a black handlebar moustache twisted at the ends so it curves ever so slightly.
I knew he wasn't one of our typical male customers - businessmen needing suits altered. One of the trousers was blue and black, the other red and black. The coloured parts were made of a satin-type material. If my friend Molly was with me she could tell you the exact kind of material (she's fantastic at sewing/making clothes so she would know). This particular customer seemed vaguely familiar, so I wondered what he did for a living because maybe I'd seem him doing that.
When he came back for pick-up, we got talking and he told me about the Guiness World Record he's going to attempt to break: sword-swallowing! There is currently a GWR for someone swallowing around 94 swords. Yes, you read that right, 94. He said he will probably only be able to swallow 25. I would not even attempt to swallow one sword. That's when I realised I'd seen him before all right. He performs and busks in the city (I live in what would be referred to as the suburbs) as a sword-swallower and basically a street magician/illusionist.
His last comment before he left? "If you don't see me here again, it's because I died trying this." I hope he doesn't; I've seen his street work and it's amazing to watch. His comment also applies literally to death as well - if I died, I'd want to go out trying too. And doing something I enjoyed, if it were possible.
And with that, I bid you goodnight,
KiaraWrites.
Reading: and still Glamorama by Bret Easton Ellis (the book has approximately 550 pages, and I only have 100 pages or so left)
What I'm listening to: Florence and the Machine's Lungs, "The Con" by Tegan and Sara, "Sweet Disposition" by The Temper Trap
I work in a clothing alterations store and my new "Most Intriguing" customer came in today to pick up his two pairs of trousers. The first time I saw him was last week when he dropped off his clothes and I was immediately fascinated by him. See, he has long black hair tied in a low ponytail and a black handlebar moustache twisted at the ends so it curves ever so slightly.
I knew he wasn't one of our typical male customers - businessmen needing suits altered. One of the trousers was blue and black, the other red and black. The coloured parts were made of a satin-type material. If my friend Molly was with me she could tell you the exact kind of material (she's fantastic at sewing/making clothes so she would know). This particular customer seemed vaguely familiar, so I wondered what he did for a living because maybe I'd seem him doing that.
When he came back for pick-up, we got talking and he told me about the Guiness World Record he's going to attempt to break: sword-swallowing! There is currently a GWR for someone swallowing around 94 swords. Yes, you read that right, 94. He said he will probably only be able to swallow 25. I would not even attempt to swallow one sword. That's when I realised I'd seen him before all right. He performs and busks in the city (I live in what would be referred to as the suburbs) as a sword-swallower and basically a street magician/illusionist.
His last comment before he left? "If you don't see me here again, it's because I died trying this." I hope he doesn't; I've seen his street work and it's amazing to watch. His comment also applies literally to death as well - if I died, I'd want to go out trying too. And doing something I enjoyed, if it were possible.
And with that, I bid you goodnight,
KiaraWrites.
Reading: and still Glamorama by Bret Easton Ellis (the book has approximately 550 pages, and I only have 100 pages or so left)
What I'm listening to: Florence and the Machine's Lungs, "The Con" by Tegan and Sara, "Sweet Disposition" by The Temper Trap
I would love the situation to wear shiny pants!
ReplyDeleteAnd i hope you are enjoying LUNGS... want her voice! (and her hair!)
You could be his magician's apprentice, then you could wear those pants! I hear he gets good tips from busking in the city.
ReplyDeleteI am loving Lungs - the energy in those songs is overwhelming.