I say, it's great that there is a lot of everything, but unless you have very clear what you want, enter the mall to look for anything is as dizzying as the letters with meals and endless lists of names so rare Many bars, which eventually I always asked the first thing I read, more than anything to not ask what goes into every dish.
With clothes, three quarters of the same. Before going to get some sneakers, and as there were only four or five models, you asked the clerk your number, I tried them and walk away. Now, enter a superstores of these and you feel so ignorant or just as guilty as if your life had done sports or you had been doing wrong all the time. Tennis shoes for cycling, walking or jogging, jogging in the countryside or to sail, and within each mode, last but not least, also have to know if it is to use common or occasionally. A little neglect will end up telling your life and shameful secrets seller to not screw it up and take you home mountaineering boots instead of sneakers the same as always, when doing jogging called out to run and roam the countryside, as people have done all my life, had not yet been named trails. And then you stay in your house looking a bit pissed off your shoes before putting them on, because the seller, but it gives you in the nose that does not quite know what you're talking about, I wondered if you are a pronator, supinator or neutral and maybe, to not look bad, you said the first thing that happened to you.
And the computer that you want? Asks the seller, who maybe have not even shaved. As for writing, occasionally surf the Internet. Nothing fancy. Come on, I have not thought of doing calculations to send a rocket to Mars or the like. We have this model, you explained, but for that price I'll take this one, which has more megs, better processor, and can watch movies on bluray . And you, even if you have any film on bluray that or whatever, you wonder if you go wrong if you ignore, and even if you do not need you're hesitating to buy because you have offered to might not want to annoy more than the lad, but not just decide when you pass in front of these notebooks , so small, now all the rage, and you keep watching, although it always makes you a little weird when you see people in the stations and airports looking gawking screens, as if being disconnected from the internet a couple of hours were a sin. And finally, to resolve the issue, strip down the street in the middle, just like when you're tired of reading a restaurant menu, and a computer point out almost at random, because you want to finish soon. And you go to your house with a huge box under his arm and the same uncertainty of when you expect the waiter to bring you the dish that so weird.
PS: This text is written with my new computer, so it seems that, for now, I have hit ...
© Andrés Pérez Domínguez, February 2011
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