Monday, July 14, 2014

People Watching, Episode #?

The couple, mid-forties, walked into the restaurant, he in blue jeans, she in a pretty summer frock, each with a ponytail.  His, brown, tied below the baseball cap, hung just past the shoulders; hers, a striking blond, loosely tied at the nape, hung two inches below her knees.

We having all finished our repast at about the same time, they paid at the register just ahead of me.  As I stepped up to pay, I noted the cashier's eyes, big as saucers, followed the mane as it walked out.

"Wonder how much that weighs?" I ventured.

"I was wondering how on earth she washes it," replied the girl.

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