I'm coming up on the stage of being sick where I find myself boring, and I'm more interested in other people's stories.
"My boyfriend, without telling me ahead of time, joined a bowling league," my co-worker tells me. "Now he spends all his time with portly, middle-aged men drinking beer and throwing balls at pins."
"I mean, I knew they still had bowling leagues," I say, "but do they still have the shirts?"
No comments:
Post a Comment