From a blog I rarely read (as opposed to a blog everyone rarely reads — like this one):
- Salesclerk:
- Wait. Are you the one who just called about this thing?
- Me:
- Yeah, that was my dad.
- Salesclerk:
- Oh, okay. I couldn’t believe there would be two people wanting that tonight.
- Me:
- Yeah, well. I like Westies
- Salesclerk:
- Okay…I’ll get it.
My parents then asked if there were any other prints of this caliber and she proceeded to show them a beagle in military attire along with The Officer’s Mess (my painting).
- Salesclerk:
- We had to remove these from the sales floor because of complaints.
- My parents:
- What kind of complaints?
- Salesclerk:
- People were saying that they were offensive.
Offensive? I’d give on tacky or weird, but offensive?