November 7th

Oh tardiness you are a little dip. If anyone recalls before fall break I checked out two DVDs from the public library. Unfortunately when I went to return them the library was closed. There wasn't a drop-box to be found so I decided that I would return them past their due date. This afternoon was when I returned them. It wasn't that bad, though the girl seemed to view me as a delinquent for being half a week late. Oh no, it's a DVD bandit here to give back our musicals and classic films five days past their due date. Someone call the police! We can't have these vicious types roaming our streets freely. Please police, police! Though I was branded a DVD hooligan my only punishment was paying one euro. I didn't have any bills or euro coins on me. Good thing I was able to muster the value of a euro, somewhat comically, by checking all my coat pockets including the interior ones. I suppose I somewhat resembled Sir Jack Dawkins at that moment; long black coat, pocket watch, handkerchief, fingerless gloves, and a smile that screams trouble. Look out Le Have the Artful Scale is out to steal your watches and hankies. After I paid my debt of one euro to the library, I exited to have the reality of ignorance slam me in the face. There to the right of the door stood the library's drop-box. Craptastic. It resembled a metal box similar to a garbage dumpster. I hate paying for my ignorance, especially when it costs me a euro. Oh well, onward with the rest of the day's errands. The remaining "to-dos" on my list involved a visit to the post office. Aw swell. Unfortunately they were never completed. Aw crap, Fagin is going to be pissed off! But honest gov’nor I tried, I really did. I went to the post near St Nicolas, the one next to the church. But they was under work you see, lots of dust an cement. They ain't openin' for weeks least. An then, then I look'd up my map 'ere an found nother one not too far. It was nearing six so I 'urried I did. I went right to the street on my map but no post. It was a lie gov’nor, pretense of the map. I suppose it moved or left. The clock rung six then, I didn't know what else to do. Fear not gov’nor no fear not, I brought us back sweets real sweeties I did. Here two brownies. Yes they be blocks of brownie gov’nor thick blocks they are. How much did 'em cost? Why only a fifty cent an a euro! That ain't much. It is to ya? Now gov’nor. Fagin, please no cane I can't bear no more. Just take the brownies! Heh, imagination is a powerful thing kiddies, it enables you to describe a story through the perspective of a Dickens character. Though to be honest I didn't do justice for Dodger's dialect, it is a tricky style to imitate. But yes, the day ended with brownies. Not bad for a DVD bandit.