środa, 19 września 2018

Restaurant loo

Iam standing in the basement of a restaurant, feeling the fear. Before me are two doors, marked with logos. One is a circle with a crossed line pointing down; the other, a circle with an arrow pointing off to the right. Of course, I should be able to tell which is which. But down here in the gloom, I am uncertain. I look at my phone, anxiously. Naturally there’s no signal down here. I can’t check.