I Couldn't Agree MoreA funny story often begins with the phrase, "This guy walks into a bar..."
Here at work, most stories begin with the phrase, "This guy walks up to the desk..."
Today's story (from last summer, actually,) bears out my assertion that you often cannot discern what people will ask for based simply on their appearance.
A man in his early twenties walks up to the desk. He's wearing voluminous satin basketball shorts in pale blue and a wife-beater tee.
It's hot outside, so he is covered in a thin sheen of sweat. His right hand is underneath his T-shirt, scratching his chest.
He looks at me, still scratching, and says, "I need a book on aesthetics."
It's hot outside, so he is covered in a thin sheen of sweat. His right hand is underneath his T-shirt, scratching his chest.
He looks at me, still scratching, and says, "I need a book on aesthetics."
4 comments:
You have such a great way with words! I can picture this guy ... in his quest for "aesthetics". What a hysterical story!
Sounds like truth in advertising to me.
Clytie is right, you have a real gift with words. You are a word-smith! I could see the entire thing, and it made me laugh.
You Do have way with words. I can picture the scene happening as though I was there.
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