I don't want to tire of liking Father's Office (the bar, not our backyard in Diamond Bar), but Justin nearly changed that today. To me, arriving there with the crowd is part of the alluring hubbub. Getting your spot in line and scooting quickly into a table makes you a part of the "in" crowd. The promise of the signature burger you hadn't had in months actually adds mystique to waiting. Languishing in the glossy beech toned booths, sipping ice cold light beer, awaiting your aged beef burger is an entirely Zen experience. And the best part is being there as the after-work crowd trickles in, as a sort of contained rabid hunger evolves into the chortling of happy hour. But asking Justin if he liked it opened a Pandora's box of opinions. "It used to be cool. But now it's so crowded. You can't get a table. Too many people go there now so it's some kind of scene. Now I only go there if I really crave the burger. Horny Devil's a good beer for girls 'cuz it gets them really drunk."
Oh. Well, yes, I guess that's another version of the same story.
Today, I kept thinking, I've heard it all before. I've heard it all before. And I stared straight ahead with the heavy-liddedness of a fatigued mind. Life is just one long lecture.
And now, a special feature for today:
Karen: He said, "It's funny how women think men are stupid."
Karen: I said, "Most men are stupid."
Karen: He said, "Well, most women are whores."
Karen: What do you think of that?!
Jose: What do I think of that?
Jose: I agree with both of you.
posted by Lucy Sloan @ 11:45 PM
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