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Saturday, January 28, 2006

Mom & Salesmanship

Mom's still harping on Monday, and I have a feeling she's not done. We'll prolly get 2 morrow off fr. this story, peeps, but I think it's gonna B rite back 2 it this coming Monday. I know, I know--sorry!

So, like, I'm still @ Becky's now, from the slumber party, but Mom of course called 2 make sure "everything is OK." But I think the real reason was she wanted 2 tell me more abt that st00pid day of hers. She told me she was being all pleasant & professional w/the customerz, but they were being rude, like, by "just looking" insteada buying & grunting insteada answering her "Thank U 4 coming in." And slamming the door (she cd alwayz fix the door so it doesn't slam--lotsa stores have that). She sed she calmed herself down by saying, "The key 2 successful salesmanship is not 2 take rudeness personally." Hm. Moira told me, yesterday evening, that she noticed on Monday that the phone directory looked as though some1 had actually taken huge bites outta it. "I don't think yr father--the DENTIST--wd approve of that, April--if this is what happened, and if it was yr mother, which I don't doubt it was."

But, like, that's all I've got 4 now. We're making Belgian waffles 4 breakfast. Like Becks sed, Shannon tried 2 skinnydip last nite, all "freedom...of....expre....ssion", but Becks wasn't playing that & made Shannon put on her suit. She kinda pouted 4 a while after that, but l8r she remembered, like, "Oh, yeah, I'm @ an actual party" & she kinda litened up.

What was scary is that Dr. Ted decided 2 "join the luvly, sweet yung things, & Becky" in the pool. And he was, like wearing a lil Speedo bikini that we all had 2 avoid lookin' @ like U avoid lookin' @ the sun during an eclipse. & he kept telling us what cute lil bodiez we'd been growing under our school uni's, & we were getting sooooooo squicked! Becky ended up having 2 chase him off with a frying pan & an umbrella!

After that, we weren't in much of a pool mood NEmore, so we dried off, went inside, & changed in2 our jammies. OMG, Shannon's wearing Snoopy footie jammies, w/Woodstock on the tush! I have my "yummy sushi" jamz on, Becks has the babydoll nightie, Alex is wearing an RPI jersey & coffee-bean pajama bottoms, Eva has this really cute smiley "Have a nice day" nightie, & Vicki has black sweatpants & her Audioslave concert shirt.

Becky had sworn off "Truth or Dare", so we played "two lies and a truth." That's the game where you make three statements--two lies, one truth--and every1 triez 2 guess which is which. We learned sum pretty cube thingz abt ea other, but I'll let every1 decide how much they wanna share abt that. My two liez were "I love my brother Michael's writing" & "I think my dad's trains hobby is kewl." I guess those were way obvs. My truth was I started crushin' on Ger when we were both nine. NINE! Kinda scary, eh?

Well, waffles R up. More l8rz,

Apes

38 Comments:

  • At 10:01 AM, Anonymous Anonymous said…

    april, creepy mccauley got 2cu n ur bikini's?! 1st tyme i've been jealous of creepy. that thing 'bout the fone book & ur mom cud have been rodents. wen the electrified rodents ran thru our house that tyme, they chewed thru our phone book looking 4 wires. did they go thru ur mom'z store?

     
  • At 10:10 AM, Blogger April Patterson said…

    i'm not sure abt the rodents & my mom's store. u cd b rite, i guess i'll w8 & c if my mom sez nething 1 way or another. i don't wanna ask her cuz, if i do, she'll think i wanna, like, have a convo. u know that's almost nev. a gd thing.

    apes

     
  • At 10:11 AM, Blogger howard said…

    April,

    I am glad your sleepover is going well. I am surprised that Dr. McCauley was wearing a "lil Speedo bikini". That is an interesting choice of swimming garment for him. I don't think Belfrieda Batsize will approve.

    I had a good practice last night with Dennis North for our dance competition today. I will let you know how it goes.

    Back to shamp-Ohing. Oh, Sugar did notice that after your mother left here yesterday, our telephone directory had been damaged. I don't know if it is related to what happened to the telephone directory at your mother's store or not. It's probably just a coincidence.

    Howard K.

     
  • At 10:12 AM, Blogger April Patterson said…

    hm, interesting abt the phone directory @ the salon. did my mother seem 2 get upset abt sumthing while she was there?

    apes

     
  • At 10:17 AM, Anonymous Anonymous said…

    April...types...a...lot. People...were...looking...at...her...again. I...am...typing...again, because...April...is...my... friend. Everyone...likes...my...pyjamas. They...gave...me...waffles. Nobody...guessed...my...2...lies...and...a...truth. They...were...surprised...when...I...told...them...the...answer. I...am...the...coolest.

     
  • At 10:20 AM, Blogger howard said…

    April,

    I posted it yesterday. Your mother was upset that both Sugar and I were lying. At least that is what she said. She had her index finger up a lot and she had several pauses in her speech as if she were thinking of the next thing to say. It was typical behaviour for your mom we thought, until we found the telephone directory destroyed. Like I said, it probably was not her.

    Howard K.

     
  • At 10:29 AM, Blogger April Patterson said…

    yeah, alex, u got the memo fr. hi, like, on wednesday, eh? tho i can't blame u 4 posting it just now cuz it sumtimez just takes a while 2 get a story out. so, like, drew's fr. the same area u're from, eh? i guess u'll have stuff 2 talk abt. that debate thingy soundz pretty weird. & way 4 bobby s. 2 freek.

    i don't know y shannon keeps sayin' that peeps @ this party r lookin' @ me funny 4 typing. no they're not. we're always posting stuff here--me, becks, vicks, alex, eva, everybody. it's, like, normal 4 us 2 post upd8's so the peeps who rn't here know what's goin' on. ::waving 2 liz::

    apes

     
  • At 10:29 AM, Blogger April Patterson said…

    howard, d'oh! sorry, i 4got.

    apes

     
  • At 12:07 PM, Blogger April Patterson said…

    well, alex told us which is which last nite, but i won't say in case ne1 who wasn't there wants 2 play! :)

    apes

     
  • At 12:18 PM, Blogger Anne said…

    Since April & Alex shared their truths & lies, I thot I'd list mine here. :-)

    -Curling is an awesome sport!
    -My mom's taste n music totally rox!
    -It sux that I can't find the new Edguy CD n NE TO-area store.

    So the partee's been a lotta fun & Becks is the best hostess & has a killer setup here. I just tried 2 avert my eyes when Shannon showed up au naturel w/her innertube. Thank God Becks made her put on a suit! I did 4get that Shannon's on the aquatics team, but that's kinda meaningless since every1's a winner n the Special Olympics.

    Vicks

     
  • At 12:50 PM, Blogger Anne said…

    U like Gordon Lightfoot & Dan Fogelberg, Alex? lol NE time w/the suggestions. :-) They're prolly kinda heavy 4 yr taste, but check em out if yr innerested. & lemme know if u c the CD n NE stores! It's called "Rocket Ride."

    I so tried 2 block out the memory of Dr. McCauley n that Speedo. It looked like he put on some of Becky's mom's Estee Lauder self-tanning cream, but he didn't apply it evenly. :-S

    Vicks

     
  • At 4:20 PM, Blogger April Patterson said…

    so, we made a buncha prank callz, watched a coupla becky's rome videoz, & now we're getting ready 2 go back home. alex sez becky has sum of the best espresso coffee she'z ever had & she'z totally ready 2 drop hints 2 her mom when it's b-day gift time--espresso machine all the way.

    oh, & apparently becks got a weird e-mail fr. bobby sparkindale? she sed she'd post abt it when she gets a chance.

    shannon sez she's been putting those ellipses in her posts as a joke & she'z surprised no1's gotten it. "& i'm...supposted 2 b....the 1....who's slow?"

    well, better go b4 mom comes lookin' 4 me!

    apes

     
  • At 5:48 PM, Blogger howard said…

    April,

    Dennis and I are at the dance competition. I think I am the only guy in a dress here, although there are some ladies who look a little less than girlish. Dennis' parents showed up for the competition, so Dennis is really nervous. Apparently, his parents are really into ballroom dancing. Fortunately for him, I don't care what his parents think so I am not nervous.

    I am not going to let any of these women outdance me. I have been watching them rehearse and they are not nearly aggressive enough in their style, particularly in the Latin dances where it is needed. It's going to be fun. Got to go. We're getting started.

    Howard K.

     
  • At 5:59 PM, Anonymous Anonymous said…

    april, i read alexandra'z truth & liez. my guess wud've been

    • I like Cameron Mitchell. - Lie
    • I miss Jeremy. - True
    • I love Canada. - Lie

    if i am wrong, please don't tell me. i have been busting my butt on this english assignment all weekend. 8 hours n2 it & i am not 1/2 done. my mom sed she likes it that i have rebeccah as my friend w/benefits nstead of alexandra az a gf. she sez i do a lot more homework theze dayz.

    i called up rebeccah 2c if she wunted 2 do nething 2nite, but she sed she wuz 2 sleepy frum not sleepin' last nite. so, back 2 english. hope ur doin' ok w/it.

    i mentioned the telephone directory 2 my mom & she swearz that it wuzn't chewed by the electrified rodents. she sed the bite mark went clean through the book n the exact shape frum top 2 bottom, so it must've been a large animal that did it w/a huge jaw. it made me remembah that wen ur mom laffs, how open her mouth gets. i am tryin' not 2 think 'bout that. back 2 english.

     
  • At 6:12 PM, Blogger April Patterson said…

    dude, the english assignment's hella hard. i've been working on it since i got back fr. becky's.

    howard, gd luck!

    apes

     
  • At 6:13 PM, Blogger April Patterson said…

    ew, bobby's such a perv!

    apes

     
  • At 6:19 PM, Anonymous Anonymous said…

    April,

    Boozhoo (Hello).

    I see from the writings on your Blog, you had a good party. I am encouraged that you and your friends are able to enjoy yourselves without breaking the law. Many of the youths in Otter County think a party is a licence to vandalize their neighbourhood.

    I am also impressed to read your writings that your mother can handle rude customers at her store. I cannot tell you how many times I have been called in to break up a fight between a store owner and a customer. Damaging a telephone directory is a much better solution than resorting to personal insults or worse. Of course, I should not forget that it takes a special daughter to appreciate these qualities in her mother and even more to write about them to her friends. Most teenagers fail to recognize their parents’ good points. You are much better at that than I was at your age. In Ojibway, we would call you a detibizenh (nice person).

    Your sister and I are beginning to plan what we will do during my next visit to Mtigwaki (Land of Trees) during my next days off work. I should say, “your sister, Shiimsa and I”. Shiimsa is a part of the conversation and has many good ideas. During my last telephone conversation she said, “Meerorwr,” which your sister correctly interpreted as “ice-fishing.” Shiimsa loves fresh fish. Don’t we all.

    Gi'-ga-wa-ba-min' na-gutch! (See you later!)
    Constable Paul Wright

     
  • At 6:26 PM, Anonymous Anonymous said…

    Paul and friends--

    I am very upset. Shiimsa woke me up early this morning and began a very loud, insistent speech to me about Paul's next visit. "Mrrrow-YEOW mrow mrow. MEEEEW! (whine whine) MEEEEW!"

    I was very distressed. For those of you who don't speak cat, what Shiimsa was saying was:

    I don't want that man sleeping in our bed! He takes up too much room! Next time he comes, he's on the couch--or I'm outta here!

    I am taking Shiimsa over to Vivian's house right now. I want her to help me talk some sense into Shiimsa. I just do not understand cats.

    Liz

     
  • At 6:35 PM, Anonymous Anonymous said…

    rebeccah, that stuff bobby sparkindale wunted. i have sum of the old 8x10 glossy headshots of u i can give him. i also have sum of the publicity posterz we uzed 4 the robert freeman charity party that r the concert-style evening wear. i don’t think we ever had ne shots of u in a bikini or lingerie. i will tell him that wen ic him, eh? i had been giving alexandra the pro gig schedules, wen she wuz doin’ the coverage. so i can give that 2 him nstead. he duzn’t need the rest of that stuff. now, if ur planning 2 do bikini or lingerie shots, can i sit it on the photography session (just 2 make sure it’s b-ing done tastefully, u know)?

     
  • At 6:49 PM, Anonymous Anonymous said…

    rebeccah, i got that. thass wut i wuz gonna do, but i am glad 2 get confirmation frum u. if u change ur mind 'bout the sexxxy pics, keep me on the list of personz 2 help u make sure they r tastefully done, eh?

     
  • At 6:53 PM, Anonymous Anonymous said…

    Elizabeth,

    Kaa-mesnin gwanaaj oshki-ikwe! (I miss you, beautiful one)!

    Please tell Shiimsa that I promise not to roll over onto her any more. I am still healing from the last time. If she doesn’t believe me, then I don’t mind going to the chesterfield. We have had some nice hikes over there too.

    Gawaabmin miinwa (Hope to see you again soon)
    Constable Paul Wright

     
  • At 7:06 PM, Blogger April Patterson said…

    liz, i hope u, paul & shiimsa can work this all out, eh?

    apes

     
  • At 7:34 PM, Anonymous Anonymous said…

    april, ur sis iz a little whacked, wen it comez 2 her cat. i hope this izn't a family thing. do u consult w/ur dogz & bunny on personal stuff? or ru more like ur mom? if u get quiet, ru narratin' ur day n ur head? just wonderin'.

     
  • At 7:53 PM, Blogger April Patterson said…

    omg, no on both. i'm just like me, eh?

    apes

     
  • At 8:49 PM, Anonymous Anonymous said…

    april, gud. i thot u were the most cube of ur fam & thass not just cuz ur the closest 2 my age. (my real age, not how I luk.) sum peeps say that if u wanna know wut the girl iz gonna b like, luk @the mom. i h8 it wen my mom sez that 'bout me & my dad, cuz we r not nething alike, xxcept wantin' 2bn the musick biz. stay cube, eh?

     
  • At 8:51 PM, Blogger howard said…

    April,

    A quick note to let you know that Dennis and I placed 3rd in the dance competition. Dennis' parents were very excited and are taking us out, their treat. I will let you know more later.

    Howard K.

     
  • At 8:59 PM, Blogger April Patterson said…

    jeremy, thanx. i don't think it's true that u hafta turn out 2 b like yr dad or that i hafta turn out 2 b like my mom. not if we, like, fite it really hard, eh?

    congrats, howard, that is v. cube!

    apes

     
  • At 9:19 PM, Anonymous Anonymous said…

    april, that iz xxactly wut i am tryin' 2 do. if i getta gf, i am gonna b the best bf i can b, cuz my dad sucked @b-ing a dad. 'course alexandra love still dumped me, evn tho i wuz tryin' 2b a gud bf, so i may b foolin' myself. i cud end up b-ing like my dad, evn if i don't wanna b like him. i cud have bad bf genez.

    i think i needta think 'bout sumthing else. back 2 this english. i'm 'bout 1/2 done now. how ru doin'?

     
  • At 9:57 PM, Blogger April Patterson said…

    english. a bit over half dun, i think. it's a killer assignment, eh?

    i don't think alex considered u a bad bf. sumetymez couplez break up even if no1 was being bad 2 the other person.

    apes

     
  • At 10:05 PM, Anonymous Anonymous said…

    april, n my head i know that. othah parts of my body r not so smart. wut iz it 'bout breakin' up that makes the othah person h8 u? i am pretty sure wut alexandra'z real answers 2 her 2 liez & 1 truth were, cuz i know she adores cameron mitchell.

    i gotta get back 2 english. this iz drivin' me crayzee.

     
  • At 10:39 PM, Anonymous Anonymous said…

    Dear Paul and friends--

    I took Shiimsa over Vivian's house. When Vivian answered the door, I handed her Shiimsa and said, "Talk some sense into this stupid thing. I don't understand her. Cats are crazy. One more minute with her, and I swear, I'll turn her inside out!"

    And Vivian said, "What's the problem?"

    And I said, "I don't know. Suddenly she's become all territorial, and is making demands and threats. I don't know how to cope with this. I am a dog person. Dogs are too stupid to do this sort of thing. I need a pet that is less intelligent than I am. One more minute with that little smart-ass, and I will skin her alive and turn her into earmuffs!"

    And Vivian said, "Cats are territorial by nature."

    And I said, "Vivian, you are so wise. How do you know so much about cats?"

    And Vivian went to her bookshelf and showed me the book Cats For Dummies. Then she said, "Most people who get a pet take the trouble to learn something about that kind of pet. Have you read any books about cats?"

    And I admitted to her, "No. I don't have the time. I have a very full schedule, between teaching, hiking, and going to Spruce Narrows for the 'All Baby-Shit Tan and Forest Green Clothing, 75% Off' sales at Dumpy, Stumpy, and Frumpy's Designer Duds. But one thing I know is, if Shiimsa doesn't get her act together, I am going to turn her into a delicious Blackened Cat-Butt Casserole."

    And Vivian said, "Liz, I think you should read this book. Don't worry, it's short. I think it will help." It was a short pamphlet from the ASPCA entitled Kinder, Gentler Pet Ownership. So I took Shiimsa home with me, and the new book.

    I read it cover-to-cover in one sitting! I was so confused when I finished. I didn't know how to process what I had learned. The most surprising thing I learned is that threatening your pet is not a good way to build a trusting relationship in which the pet will obey you. In fact, threats are bad. I found this very surprising, since Mom has always used threats to control her pets.

    I decided that maybe the Cats For Dummies book might help me be less confused. So I went and got it from Vivian. So far I have learned one interesting fact: cats are territorial, just like Vivian said. Shiimsa may be feeling threatened by Paul's place in my affections. We are going to have to work extra-hard to make sure that Shiimsa realizes that she is still very high on my list of "people I kind of really like."

    Paul, I think that the next time you visit, instead of hiking, we should spend our time only doing activities that Shiimsa can share an equal part in. I asked Shiimsa if she had any ideas. She was very happy and named the following activities:

    1. Fetch the Mousie
    2. Throw the Mousie in the Toilet and Watch Mommy and Paul Fish It Out
    3. get high (on catnip)
    4. eat tuna

    She has downgraded her interest in ice fishing since she learned that she would have to wear a parka that matches mine and Paul's. Shiimsa is still pretending to hate her little outfits, though I know she secretly loves them.

    Sincerely yours, Liz

     
  • At 10:42 PM, Anonymous Anonymous said…

    P.S.--Shiimsa is also asking that you (Paul) sleep on the chesterfield, and that no hiking take place whatsoever. I think it is best that we humor her, at least until I can finish the Cats For Dummies book and find out how to properly raise a cat. I don't want to take the chance of damaging her with faulty parenting.

    Liz

     
  • At 11:45 PM, Anonymous Anonymous said…

    rebeccah, i think 'bout u all the tyme. l8ley, i have been thinkin' 'bout how u looked n ur bikini yesterday & how i wud rather b lukin' @u n ur bikini than doin' this killer english homework. i am 'bout 2/3 done now. how ru doin' on it?

     
  • At 11:52 PM, Anonymous Anonymous said…

    Elizabeth,

    Kaa-mesnin gwanaaj oshki-ikwe! (I miss you, beautiful one)!

    I know how important it is for you to be a proper parent to Shiimsa. I support you completely in humouring Shiimsa until you can finish the Cats For Dummies book. The next time you visit I will sleep on the chesterfield and there will be no hiking. That’s how much I love you, my sweet girl. I kept the receipt on the cat parka I got for Shiimsa. Should I return it, or do you think Shiimsa might change her mind about the ice-fishing?

    Gawaabmin miinwa (Hope to see you again soon)
    Constable Paul Wright

     
  • At 11:54 PM, Anonymous Anonymous said…

    rebeccah, "the singing star an' her roadie" iz not 'bout celine dion, iz it?

     
  • At 12:00 AM, Anonymous Anonymous said…

    Paul,

    Keep the cat parka for now. We can wait and see what Cats For Dummies says about the advisability of cats going ice fishing.

    Thank you for being so understanding, my sweet Mountie.*

    With much like, Liz

    *Even though I know you are not a member of the RCMP, you do occasionally mount and ride.

     
  • At 12:58 AM, Anonymous Anonymous said…

    rebeccah, whew! i hadda take a cold shower aftah reading that. i didn't know u had thoze kinda thots. it iz disturbed & rilly turnz me on. there r parts n there that i remember, but i don't remember it going xxactly that way. did u rilly do thoze thingz 2 me aftah i fell asleep that 1 tyme? w8. i am not sure i wanna know the answer 2 that question. i needta take anotha cold shower.

     
  • At 1:04 AM, Blogger howard said…

    April,

    As I told you before, Dennis and I got 3rd place in the dance competition. The dance competition in which we participated did 5 standard dances and 5 Latin dances. Dennis and I did very well in the Latin dances (Cha Cha, Rumba, Mambo, Samba, Paso Doble) and not as well in the standards ( Waltz, Quickstep, Tango, Viennese Waltz, Foxtrot). We placed overall at 3rd, which is very good considering it is our first competition together. Dennis’ parents used to compete in ballroom professionally. They were quite pleased with Dennis. So, they took us out for drinks, to talk, but really to praise Dennis and scope me out.

    We got to the restaurant and the conversation went kind of like this:
    Dennis’ mom: So, Howard. You are an excellent dancer. It reminded me of my days when Magnus and I were the king and queen of the Toronto ballroom dancing competitions.
    Dennis’dad: Trudy is quite correct. The girl part is very important. You can’t be afraid to be showy, or you won’t win competitions. You are much better than Dennis’ last partner, Westerly.
    Me: Honestly, Dennis made me look a lot better than I am. He is an excellent dancer.
    Dennis: Thanks, Howard. You are being too modest.
    Dennis’ mom: So, Dennis. Are you and Howard an item off the dance floor too?
    Dennis: Mooom. It’s kind of early to start in on that. Howard and I are just friends.
    Dennis’ dad: That’s a relief. No offence Howard.
    Me: None taken.
    Dennis: What’s wrong with Howard?
    Dennis’ mom: Well, Dennis. I am sure Howard is a very nice boy. But you know your dad and I always had our heart set on you marrying your childhood sweetheart. You know, the boy you first kissed when you were in 5th grade.
    Dennis: Lawrence is happy with Nick.
    Dennis’ dad: But son. They aren’t married yet. There’s still a chance, if you just let him know that you are interested.
    Dennis: Daaad. Don’t start on this again. Aside from Howard not being my childhood sweetheart, what is wrong with him?
    Dennis’ mom: Well for one thing, he wears a dress. No offence Howard.
    Me: None taken.
    Dennis: Clothes don’t make the man.
    Dennis’ dad: Son. We want you to marry a nice, clean-cut guy who wears suits, ties, pants.
    Dennis: Like Lawrence, you mean.
    Dennis’ mom: Exactly. Like Lawrence, or like his boyfriend, Nick.
    Dennis: Life partner, Nick.
    Dennis’ dad: Can’t really be a life partner these days, if you’re not married. Don’t you know. The fact they aren’t married yet should tell you something. There’s trouble in paradise, eh?
    Dennis: I am not breaking them up. Howard, you’ve worn suits and ties and pants. He doesn’t have to wear a dress.
    Dennis’ mom: But Dennis. You told us that Howard has a criminal record and there are charges filed against him. Isn’t that right Howard?
    Me: Yes. It is. But…
    Dennis’ mom: See, Dennis. You don’t want to marry a dirty ex-con, do you? No offence, Howard.
    Me: None taken.
    Dennis’ mom: You want a guy who is respected in the community and doesn’t have any dirty laundry.
    Dennis: Like Lawrence.
    Dennis’ mom: Exactly.
    Dennis: There’s nothing wrong with having a criminal background. It doesn’t make you less of a man.
    Dennis’ dad: No, not less of a man. But you deserve a guy who makes a decent living, not some guy who works as a shampoo girl in a salon. He is never going to be able to support you, working low-end jobs like that. No offence, Howard.
    Me: None taken.
    Dennis: What is your obsession with making money? It was your obsession with money that caused me to give up figure skating for a career. You made me go to hockey school instead.
    Dennis’ dad: Only a handful of people can make a living as a figure skater. If you are going to make your living on skates…it better be chasing a puck! There are a lot more hockey players that make a decent living than figure skaters. It’s just common sense.
    Dennis’ mom: Dennis. I know hockey school was difficult and it was a crushing blow to you to learn you were not going to make it to a professional team. Law school was an excellent choice. Lawyers make good money.
    Dennis: The only reason I am in law school was to make you happy.
    Dennis’ dad: That’s a pretty good reason. Don’t you agree Howard?
    Me: I wouldn’t know. They only time I made my dad happy was when I dated women.
    Dennis’ mom: That’s rather short-sighted of him. We would love for Dennis to find a nice guy and settle down.
    Dennis’ dad: Well, there was that one guy, Easton. He was a lot better guy than Howard here. No offence Howard.
    Me: None taken.
    Dennis’ mom: Dennis just drove him crazy talking about their wedding. Always asking questions like, “Should we wear white? Should we write our own vows? Will my parents come?”
    Dennis: Those are valid questions.
    Dennis’ dad: Stupid questions, if you ask me. Of course you’re not wearing white. White is for virgins, and any boy who says, “butt sex” as often as you do is not a virgin. Like Howard there. You know he was raped so many times in prison; he would have to wear scarlet red, if he got married. No offence Howard.
    Me: None taken.
    Dennis: If you’ve never been with a woman, you are a virgin. So, I should wear white.
    Dennis’ mom: Nonsense. Just like asking whether or not we would come to your wedding.
    Dennis: I want a wedding in my hometown church.
    Dennis’ mom: Just because it’s legal, doesn’t mean our church will do the wedding. We cannot possibly come to your wedding in our church. It just won’t happen.
    Dennis: I knew you wouldn’t come.
    Dennis’ dad: There are other churches that will marry you, just not ours. It is too conservative. Besides, I doubt that Howard is even interested in a church wedding. He looks like the kind of guy who has never been to church in his entire life. No offence Howard.
    Me: None taken. However I have been to…
    Dennis’ mom: Dennis, honey. Your father and I just want you to make the right decisions. We don’t mind that you have Howard as a dance partner. We don’t want you make a horrible mistake and marry him. No offence Howard.
    Me: I am starting to get off..
    Dennis’ dad: Can’t you see son? Guys like Howard are a dime a dozen. They are a blot on the life of great guys, a rancid pimple in the road of life. You can do so much better than Howard. No offence Howard.
    Me: Grrr.
    Dennis: You’re right mom and dad. You always are. Don’t worry. Howard and my relationship will be as dance partners only.
    Dennis’ mom: I am so happy to hear that. No offence Howard.
    Dennis’ dad: I am ecstatic. Let’s get some champagne and toast to it. No offence Howard.
    Me: I think I need to leave now, before I say something I will regret.
    Dennis’ mom: So soon? We are just about to toast our son, Dennis’ good taste and common sense in not choosing you.
    Me: I think I will pass. {I start to exit.}
    Dennis’ dad: What did I tell you Dennis? You need a guy who knows how to do a proper toast. Like Lawrence.

    That was how the conversation went. Oh well. I can take a certain pleasure in knowing I danced well tonight.

    Howard K.

     

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