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May 31, 2005
Lest We Forget...
Okay. So Dave and I go to one of the nicer restaurants in town for dinner last night. One of the other patrons is, and there is no other way to say this, a dirtbag. He's dressed in dirty black from head to foot, he's wearing a rasta hat with a brim (also in black)which he wore the entire time he was at dinner. He was mostly unshaven, what hair I could see under the hat looked greasy, and he kept his sunglasses on the entire time. Oh yes, he took a casual phone call that everyone in the area could hear, while his date sat on the other side of the table. AND while eating, he rested his entire left forearm, from elbow to fingertips on the table. Too much self-consequence and no manners or consideration for anyone else's needs. A dirtbag.
I was describing him to Dave, when I realized he had a bunch of letters tattooed on the inside of his left arm. I looked again, and they did indeed say, "Question Authority." My first thought, after the observation that he would need to wear long-sleeved shirts to job interviews, was "Does he actually need a reminder?" I mean, isn't that sort of like getting your own name tattooed where you can read it?
Posted by sally at May 31, 2005 08:42 AM
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