Someone reading my name tag in the dim light of the bar: "Mike Milik? Hmmmmm..." Then either a sudden look of recognition on their face or just as commonly a continued blank stare. "I'm sorry I don't remember you." "Don't feel bad I have no idea who you are either." I wore the name tag last night at my... this is hard to say... at my... c'mon... just say it... I wore this last night at my... 25-year high school reunion. 25 FUCKIN' YEARS MAN!!! "Where are you living now?" "Any kids?" "What do you do?" Lather rinse repeat.
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