Back on the road
by Brian Mann on July 14th, 2009
After a week off for summer break, I’m in a diner this morning on the way to an interview. Here’s a snippet from a conversation overheard at 4:40 am:
Waitress: You all want to come to my wedding?
Customer: I don’t like to dress up.
Waitress: Oh, we’re not dressing up. This is a white trash wedding. My mom was making tuxedos for my roosters and the dogs ate them. (Unclear whether the dogs ate the costumes or the birds.) I took that as an omen. Not that I shouldn’t get married. That we shouldn’t dress up…and we shouldn’t include the chickens.
Whatever else I do today won’t top that bit of dialogue.
