Fellow comes up to the box office window, wants to pick up tickets.
"Last name?"
"It's either my last name or my wife's."
I wait for him to move on to what seems the next logical point of conversation: one of those names.
I try prompting him: "And....?"
"Yes?"
I give up: "Do you know what one of those names might be?"
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Always a joy to read your blog - glad to know "roz" is alive and well! :) hope you are, too! missed seeing you when i brought a slew - you know how many THAT is - to a 'put-in' last week at brian's generous invitation! maybe we can connect soon and catch up or ketchup, whichever you prefer!
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