A sorry sight
Dec. 7th, 2006 08:53 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
sawylThis morning, I encountered ![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
vincel struggling through the atrium, loaded up with parcels, like a bald Mr Tumnus. When the stairs were reached, this wretched vision of a human being turned aside and took the lift, claiming that his feeble health — I suspect a Dickensian complain like rickets of the lung or orphan's croup or some such — prevented him from ascending without mechanical assistance.
It was a truly pathetic sight. So pathetic, that I kept expecting him to say, "God bless us, one and all..."
vincel struggling through the atrium, loaded up with parcels, like a bald Mr Tumnus. When the stairs were reached, this wretched vision of a human being turned aside and took the lift, claiming that his feeble health — I suspect a Dickensian complain like rickets of the lung or orphan's croup or some such — prevented him from ascending without mechanical assistance.It was a truly pathetic sight. So pathetic, that I kept expecting him to say, "God bless us, one and all..."
