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At the garage sale

ME: How much is this picture frame?
LADY: Two dollars.
ME: Great. Let me ask my husband if—
LADY: Isn’t THAT a sad state of affairs!
ME: ?????
LADY: You have to ASK your husband for two dollars?
(Lady shakes her head disdainfully and walks away)
(I follow)
ME: Actually, what I was saying was, LET ME ASK MY HUSBAND IF HE LIKES IT. Because we try to get things we BOTH LIKE. Because we are EQUALS, that's what we are, and what you are is a BITCH. And since your purpose for throwing a garage sale is to JUDGE PEOPLE than you can just stick that picture frame UP YOUR ASS and ALSO this isn’t even a GOOD garage sale, it’s a SUCKY garage sale, you have SUCKY STUFF AND A SUCKY ATTITUDE AND I HOPE YOU GET SNOWED ON.
(Christopher comes over and looks at picture frame in my hands)
CHRISTOPHER: That's cool. How much is it?
ME: WE WOULDN'T BUY THIS PICTURE FRAME IF IT WERE THE LAST PICTURE FRAME IN THE UNIVERSE.
(pause)
CHRISTOPHER: Are we having a moment?
ME: YES WE ARE.
(pause)
CHRISTOPHER: That picture frame totally sucks.

Comments

Hi Megan!

Just had to say I laughed right out loud at this blog entry. Thank you for sharing that!!!

Betsy

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