things change

I’m in my local library browsing the new-books section. To my left a woman is sat at a computer terminal and asks me if I have a phone in my pocket.

“I do”, I respond, wondering where this is leading.

“I can’t have a phone behind me, can you move it to the other side”, she says.

I pat my pockets and realise it’s already on my other side (my right side).

“It’s already on the other side”, I say.

She seems satisfied with this and turns round to continue using the computer.

The end.