Overheard XIX
11 December 2006 at 14:27 Leave a comment
Two waiters at a slightly trendy cafe.
The Skinny One with attitude and a green corduroy jacket: “Coming to work this morning I saw the perfect picture of Baltimore.”
Friendly One with a navy sweater: “You mean ironically perfect?”
“Yeah. I was a bicycle chained to a tree with no seat with an open bottle of Crown next to it and dog shit.”
Friendly One pauses and gives a satisfied chuckle. “Thanks, I enjoyed that.”
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