Last night as we were sitting at The Tavern killng time waiting on plane arrival time... there was this couple or should I say a male and a female sitting to our right. Obviously he had read a self-help book for the newly divorced... he described himself as a baseball pitcher in spring training... as he tells the female about all his conquest using baseball terms... two females come into the bar area.. you know the ones that borrow clothes from their daughters closets, at this point I can not stop listening to the pitcher... I am sitting there hoping that the female will go to the restroom so I can follow her and say run run run I hope you met him here. The closet ladies are soon met by another lady that borrowed her size two daughter jeans and all I can think is your gonna need some yogurt and cranberry juice tomorrow. The next people to arrive are four men all in their fifties with their retirement shirts, shorts, and flipflops.. I promise you the next thing that happened sent me into a fit of pee pee laughter.. One of the men said to the closet lady as she wwas trying to cover up her top area, "yep., you need to put those away". She was furious at his comment... REALLY? REALLY? At this point I am so thankful for my life and all the crap that has happened the past two weeks seem so unimportant... the only thing that was missing last night was Paula G Brown, Tracy Watersand Buffy Satterfield Blackwell.
Posted on: Sat, 07 Sep 2013 12:20:59 +0000