So I’m thinking I’ll have a fun little topic every now and then; called something like, oh, say… Conversations I overhear while out to lunch with gramms. Because seriously, there’s some funny stuff. Take today.
We go to Shari’s and sit down and order our usual. I happen to notice the rather loud, rambunctious group of lady senior citizens, and after giving them a friendly smile, promptly forget about them. That is until I hear one say, “Marriage in nothing more than legal prostitution.” I blink, and look up from my syrup. Surely the rest of the women will protest. But no. They all begin to agree. It makes me wonder if these women put sex in the ‘wifely duties’ category.
One even begins to tell of a talk she had with a prostitute, and how the woman said they were basically the same. A wife and prostitute. Only a prostitute gets to keep the money and kick the man out of her bed. Keep in mind there’s not one woman at this table under the age of 70. All the while they’re eating fried food, sharing a cheesecake, and discussing men and fat pants. Yes, the boasted about when they were the svelte size 12 back in their younger years, and now they could fit into a 2x. So long as the waist was elastic. They talked about living in their cars when money was short, having to get a second job when the husband died, and daugher-in-laws they wished their son’s had given them.
So there I am, eating my pancakes, listening away… and thinking man, I hope I still have great friends and a social life like that when I’m their age. When they got up to leave, one even winked at me. I tell ya, they were quite entertaining.
I always knew I was a big old hussy. Shelli, you are too freakin’ funny!
That’s so great. And one of those grand old women could possibly end up in one of your books one day, right? I love that!
LOL! Can you imagine us at that age? But only ten times as bawdy! LOL! They’d probably throw us out of the restaurant.
Oh, my. . . I don’t know if I could have calmly continued eating pancakes. I’d have been tempted to pull up stakes and move to their table! Sounds like they were a hoot. I can only hope to have that much spunk when I am their age!