After running errands last night, I decided to stop in at Starbucks for an evening treat. As I walked through the door, a couple of teenagers were playing the What-Can-We-Tell-About-A-Total-Stranger-At-First-Glance game. One turned to the other, nodded her head my way and, in a total failure to whisper, declared, "wealthy gomer."
I stopped, turned my head and replied, "people living with their parents."
The barista comp-ed my cappuccino.
A few months ago, this kind of comment would have destroyed me. Now, it gets me free coffee.
Wednesday, March 17, 2010
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