R.E.S.P.E.C.T.

2015 Oct 16    /   Ramblings   /   1 Comment

2015_055

 

“…want a flag?”

 

I swear, if I had to do her job, I’d be escorted off the premises within minutes.
In handcuffs. Kicking and screaming.
And there’d be people walking around with these stoopid flags sticking out of every imaginable orifice…

 

She instead, kept smiling the cutest smile for the entire three days of the event.

 

Heck, she even smiled when I asked her for a picture…


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COMMENTS:

  • by Stijn

    If Porsche wasn’t written on those flags, I would think she was French. They always smile with white flags in their hands… :)

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