Regular customer Ms Mukta madam approaches me in her sports
gear with an urgent request:
‘Lickshine my shoes, sockieboy, and straighten my socks
with your nose. And be quick about it – I need to go wee-wee!’
‘Yes, Ms Mukta madam. At once, Ms Mukta madam.’
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| Regular customer Ms Mukta approaches me looking very fetching in her sports gear |
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| ‘Lickshine my shoes, sockieboy, and straighten my socks with your nose. And be quick about it – I need to go wee-wee!’ |
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| ‘Yes, Ms Mukta madam. At once, Ms Mukta madam.’ |
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| Ms Mukta kindly positions her right-socked ankle so that I can 'straighten' it with my otherwise nugatory nose |
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| She could, of course, easily bend down to straighten her sock herself |
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| But why perform such a menial task when you have a public humble-head who can do it for you? |
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| I do my sock-level best to smooth out the creases in the soft white sock |
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| Needless to say, I surreptitiously endeavour to sniff the sock whilst nosing it |
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| This is a rare opportunity not to be missed! |
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| It has to be queried why, if Ms Mukta is so desperate for a pee, she continues to drink her water high above me! |
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| But it's not my place to question the statements or motives of a superior customer master or mistress |
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| My place is to serve their shoes and socks in whichever ways they command! |
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| I expect, though, that Ms Mukta has been taking the piss out of me! |
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| If you'll forgive the pun! |
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| I watch as her superior, piss-taking sneakers and socks walk away from my feckless, sock-straightening face |
