The waitress

I am in a crowded Italian restaurant and the waitress comes over and asks if I am a fan of bull riding. I say no but she insists that I watch it on one of the many screens. From what I understand she is telling me the biography of the bull rider but it is inter-meshed with that of Milos Foreman. We talk briefly about One Flew Over the Cuckoo’s Nest and then she goes and gets my bill. I am angry because my food never arrived and I leave the restaurant to get a haircut.

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Published in: on May 23, 2010 at 5:52 pm Comments (1)

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  1. on May 23, 2010 at 5:55 pm owls Said:

    Absolute nightmare. Didn’t eat anything, watched crap tele, and then go to get a HAIRCUT? Worst dream I’ve ever read.

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