Wednesday, April 15, 2009

Really?


Overheard at Waffle House. . .

Woman behind me (on a cell phone): Well, you know that I don't tell my business to everyone.

Woman behind me: Did you see the story about me in the paper?

Woman behind me: Well, when you get laid off from your job, how are you supposed to afford your anti-depressants?

Woman behind me: Stop talking to me about her.

Woman behind me: You know I'm not working.

Woman behind me: Well, I'll come see you tomorrow, but I'm going to the tanning bed first.

There are so many oxymorons in that conversation that I don't even know where to begin, so I won't.

But, wow. Just. . . wow.

1 comments:

Susan said...

Waffle house? Oh 'chick...just when I thought my heart couldn't grow anymore for you. lol