I mean really. I want to find these people and ask them more questions.
Att: And how did the accident damage your marriage?
Wns: It ruined our sex life.
Yay! Sex! Every transcript could use a little spicing up with some sex...
Att: I don't mean to get too personal or pry--
Get personal! Pry! Pleeeeeazzze!
Att: But how many times a week did you have sex before the accident?
Wns: Oh, every day. Then after the accident, I was in too much pain to want sex as much as he did. That's when he found that woman.
Att: Do you know where he met her?
Wns: No, and I don't care.
Classmate 1 (female) to Clssmt 2 (male): See? They're still out there, you just have to look.
And the joy of reading through a piece of the O.J. trial with my teacher deadpanning O.J. saying "I loved her. I loved her very much." with the obvious subtext is "...if I wasn't a lying sack of New York sewer waste."
That, along with a two-parter on a guy who got maced at two different bars "for no reason" made for a killer day.
3 comments:
Life - you couldn't make it up! :-)
Damn, you have the most exotic work environment!!! Or class environment....
Nancy in Iowa
Love the way you write! Following you, Redgirl.
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