Under the Thumb

I’ve been setting up alarm systems in shops along a city mall. It appears a spate of break ins has been the reason for my call. And it was in a jewelers shop, before that day called valentine, for lovers was around the corner. This day’s a jeweler’s gold mine. I had to work around red roses; chocolates for cupid’s buyers, while I’m putting in the system and connecting all the wires. I was given cups of coffee, and a cadbury rose chocolate, as the pretty sales assistant, tried to buy me with her chat. When I say she tried to buy me it was to make a honey sale. She said stoned rings are discounted, and ear ring gifts will never fail. A diamond brooch is lovely; perhaps a locket made of gold. ‘Your girlfriend will truly love you;’ But there’s no girlfriend she was told. ‘No girlfriend!’ she squeaked. ‘Why not?’ and I smiled ‘simply this you see. I would love to have a girlfriend, but alas my wife won’t let me.’