Two tidbits from work.
1) A (admittedly quite pretty) server was working a wedding rehersal dinner table last night, when the fucking GROOM passes her a note that says "You have gorgeous eyes. Call me. 412-XXX-XXXX." I'm not a professional marriage counselor or anything, but something tells me that these two should NOT be getting married.
2) Another server has a "Nazi Purse." Apparently, it belonged to the grandmother of a friend of a friend (who is Jewish). Apparently his grandmother was a Nazi, and by Nazi, I mean that she lived in Germany in the 1930s and 40s, and was an enthusiastic supporter of National Socialism. So, the bitch croaks, and the FoaF calls up everybody he knows and says, "Hey, the bitch is dead..if you want anything she ever owned just come over and take it." So, the server ended up with a nice leather purse, several Hermes scarfs (I have no fucking clue what this means, but she said it in a way that means that they're expensive), and some other shit. And, yes, she refers to the purse as her "Nazi Purse" in casual conversation.
It occurs to me that I never include any kind of image with my posts, so, for no particular reason, here's a picture of Jesco White.
Jesco is a god among men, whose "mountain dancing" skills are legendary, as is his propensity for "raising hell." He is from very near my hometown, and you can find out all about him in the Jacob Young documentary Dancing Outlaw.
Later
1) A (admittedly quite pretty) server was working a wedding rehersal dinner table last night, when the fucking GROOM passes her a note that says "You have gorgeous eyes. Call me. 412-XXX-XXXX." I'm not a professional marriage counselor or anything, but something tells me that these two should NOT be getting married.
2) Another server has a "Nazi Purse." Apparently, it belonged to the grandmother of a friend of a friend (who is Jewish). Apparently his grandmother was a Nazi, and by Nazi, I mean that she lived in Germany in the 1930s and 40s, and was an enthusiastic supporter of National Socialism. So, the bitch croaks, and the FoaF calls up everybody he knows and says, "Hey, the bitch is dead..if you want anything she ever owned just come over and take it." So, the server ended up with a nice leather purse, several Hermes scarfs (I have no fucking clue what this means, but she said it in a way that means that they're expensive), and some other shit. And, yes, she refers to the purse as her "Nazi Purse" in casual conversation.
It occurs to me that I never include any kind of image with my posts, so, for no particular reason, here's a picture of Jesco White.
Jesco is a god among men, whose "mountain dancing" skills are legendary, as is his propensity for "raising hell." He is from very near my hometown, and you can find out all about him in the Jacob Young documentary Dancing Outlaw.
Later
Jesco IS an amazing man! I wish I could dance like that!