March 9, 2011

Looking forward to it.

INT. PLAY HOUSE
AMANDA, 24 is manning the front-of-house for a play, running concessions and box office simultaneously. Concessions are by donation.

Garrulous old man: What’s that, Shiraz?
Me: Why yes it is.
GOM: How much?
Me: Well, it’s by donation, so whatever you feel like.

I pour him a plastic glass.

GOM: I’m feeling generous, and you just look so pretty I can’t help it.

He hands me a ten.

Me: Well, I think that entitles you to several glasses.
GOM: I’ve got to drive, but I might come back if I’m feeling horny.

I laugh nervously.

posted by in adventure, alcohol, anecdotes | * | 4 comments 

comments

  1. Deron Bauman on March 9th, 2011 at 11:46 am

    Out of the mouths of babes.

  2. Amanda Mae Meyncke on March 9th, 2011 at 11:47 am

    Scenes from a carriage.

  3. Cindy Scroggins on March 9th, 2011 at 12:56 pm

    Just think if it had been a glass glass.

  4. Rick Neece on March 9th, 2011 at 6:20 pm

    Sweet baby jesus, on the cross, in a onesie.

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