Scene: Grand City.
Cast: Me, Mary Z and some guy who is a friend of Mary's and an acquaintance of mine.
I toy negligently with my new citrine ring while shooting barbs at acquaintance who has decided it is his mission in life to provoke me. Acquaintance notices.
Acquaintance: Are you engaged?
Me: Yes.
A: Who's the lucky, I mean unlucky guy?
Me: You heteros are so presumptuous. What makes you think it's a guy?
A (does the goldfish mouth thing) Then turning to Mary: You knew she was ...?
Mary (raises an eyebrow as in what's the big deal if she is): Yes.
Acquaintance lapses into blessed silence for the first time tonight, shooting baffled glances at me. I handle these baffled glances with equanimity, feeling smug and implacable.
Bonny, blithe and...?
5 comments:
Yay for shutting certain people up.
Touche - you feint words and barbs like Scaramouche!
Oh, you have a little mean streak, don't you Jenn?! I like that!
hi jenn
i leave for KL tonight
can u please mail me your contact no. at lemontree77@gmail.com
this is shefali :)
Nessa: Yay indeed. Some people are unintentionally invasive.
L: Hello. Great to see you here. Tried clicking to see who you were and um, you're kinda anonymous? Anyway I have to google to see who this Scaramouche fler is.
Jackie: Mean? If I were mean I would have simply told him he was noisome and disgusting, walked up and left.
Lemon: Have done the needful. Look forward to seeing you.
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