You know how the saying goes, little pitchers have big teeth. Which is why I like my pitchers small and my mugs large. Heeey!
Oh. That's not how the saying goes?
Anyway, I overheard this at a clothing store. Allow me to set this up. It was by a store entrance, a mother, let's call her Mildred, and her daughter, let's call her Hotshit, paused to comment on the merchandise.
Hotshit: I'm not even going in.
Mildew: Yeah. But this skirt is cute.
Hotshit: Soooo cute.
Sales Associate: Isn't it? It's very demure. Would you like to try it on?
Hotshit & Mildsauce in unison: Oh no, no. No, no. Oh gosh, no, no. It won't fit.
Mildress: The XS is too big for her. Too big.
Sales Associate: We also have an XXS.
Hotshit: It's still too big. Mom, look how BIG the size 2 is.
Mildred: My daughter's waist is a size 22... and yeah, even that size 2 might be BIG for me.
Nice. I've never encountered a skinny person who was so smug about being thin. And I hate to say this but the mother? Size 2? Too big??? Yeah, right, she was more like a 2+6.
And I'm sorry, but those two got me all riled up. If all they're going to do is hover at various stores' doorways and go yakkety-yak about too-big this and too-big that, maybe they shouldn't be shopping. Maybe, they should just go to Toys R Us and buy little doll clothes to put on her little doll body so she can bake a cake in her dollhouse oven.
Moving on.
Overheard: you know how in comic books, a character would laugh and the sound was, yuk yuk yuk.
I swear, I heard an actual laugh that sounded like that. Except it was closer to hyauk hyauk HYAAUUUK, with a shrug of the shoulders for each HYAAUUK.
Overheard: a cover of November Rain by a lady singer where she raps in the middle of it. It was weird. Though not as weird as my own anti-rhythm version of just about any song that was ever written in the history of the world.
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