I'd walked past the pet shop many times before, sometimes I would stop and stare through the glass, wondering if they would ever be freed. It was a hot day and they looked rather agitated so I summoned up the courage to go in and ask the man behind the counter how much they were. He looked bemused, standing in silence for a while before eventually saying
"We don't sell wasps in here"
I gestured behind me and said
"Well you've got some in the window"
"We don't sell wasps in here"
I gestured behind me and said
"Well you've got some in the window"
