Wednesday, November 12, 2014

Wouldn't Fuck You

I was out shoveling snow.
The first snow had fallen the night before.

Two women came out of the cantina across the street, speaking loudly.
Obviously drunk.

They seemed trashy to me.
They crossed the street.

About twenty feet away one of them loudly said,
          Oh my gawd a hard working man, I want that, I'd fuck that

I stepped off to the side to let them pass
I said,
          Hi
               in sort of a disdainful way.

          Excuse me?
The one said.
          Just because I say I want to fuck you doesn't I want to talk to you.

Well, they walked on.

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