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Thursday, July 29, 2010

Eulogy for Jason Z.

Finding it geographically inconvenient to stalk, service staff were the only women in his life. He made scrapbooks to remember them out of napkins and crumpled receipts, like that morning with Thalia when he dropped the fork and she picked it up and then she dropped it, and it bounced not once but twice and she smiled and her apron was black and so was her hair. Slippery Fork Morning. He prayed that she liked him as more than a customer, having known him over bunches of brunches. But no. One day he will be back, with a different name and a different face to try again.

6 Comments:

Anonymous Asylum Dolly said...

The fork was on his side, and totally jumped onto the floor on purpose. Cutlery can be so helpful and compassionate like that.I carry spoons around wherever i go. When i see an attractive man, i "accidentally" drop one of the spoons into his path in the hope that he may pick it up, and i can sieze the opportunity to smile seductively at him. Any shyness on his behalf is not a problem, as i have my phone number scrawled across my forehead in red paint. Guys find it so hot- i know this, because they are always looking at me when i do that.
Maybe that's where he went wrong?

4:03 AM  
Blogger sybil law said...

I wish I could come back with a different face and name from time to time.
Actually, that would only further complicate things - screw that!

11:08 AM  
Blogger JMH said...

Bon - that is hot. But what do you do when the guy rubs spit on his forehead and asks if he can press it to yours so later he read your phone number in the mirror?

sybil - Keep it simple.

8:16 PM  
Blogger jorg wobblington lopez said...

Woah. I'm not dead.

12:55 PM  
Anonymous Asylum Dolly said...

The spitty number transfer mirror thing? I keep hoping that will happen, but alas...
I guess i'm just too intimidating.

9:31 PM  
Blogger JMH said...

jorg - Ha!

Bon - one day it will happen. And it will be a very strange day.

8:57 PM  

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