#chewits

*sighs in Mark Fisher*

OK, time for something more uplifting tonight - so have the Chewitsaurus enjoying a "Sub" sandwich.

I was at lunch today with a group of my friends, and “friends”, and this girl with a HUGE handbag comes up to our group as we're talking and just goes "you want chewits? 50p, everything 50p. I've got bare sweets, all sorts" and just starts pulling them out of her bag and then her coat pockets and telling us about how good they are and what sorts she has. So a few of us go "yeah! cheap sweets!" and buy some small packs of chewits. She puts her goods away in numerous pockets and the bag and then just stands there. Looking around the canteen, just standing before saying "in summer! Capri suns, I sell capri suns in summer too! I'm not in everyday but I'm always selling, come find me" and we laughed and watched as she carried on for the rest of lunch just going into groups, sometimes sitting down with them, and starting her pitch again. All the way through the canteen. It was utterly weird and for the first time I really felt like I was at the sort of college that ends up in stories on here.