went out for breakfast today. a woman visiting from Boston sat next to me, making phone calls and dictating texts into her Swarovski encrusted phone, like Im totally tit for tat minded! and You know what? Theyre little stud muffins down there! and They let them date at this and that age. all the while, banging her silverware on the counter for syllabic emphasis. when her food was served she complained about her toast, then said, You know what? Hear and listen! Dont look at me! as the waitress walked away. she then turned to me, saying, You know what? Im right. So, I had my lips pumped up here yesterday. she paused waiting for a reaction, so I took the bait and said, They look great. Well, I figure beauty is pain, so why not? Im gonna be 50 years old this year. Somebodys gotta do it. Whos gonna do it? Me! her toast came back, she inspected it, and declared, Now, thats toast! and turned back to me. So, how old are you? I told her and she took a minute to really look at me, then said, No, sir. Dont even look it. Dont. Even. Look. It. and took a bite of her eggs. I asked when she was going back to Boston and she replied, Not right now. then turned away from me and quietly repeated, Not right now.
Posted on: Tue, 05 Aug 2014 17:52:06 +0000
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