Frodo drove over to my house so I could treat him out for coffee at Frontera Verde. Upon seeing him, I immediately said, "You're wearing those 4-inch shoes, are you not?"
"Of course not. I don't have those anymore." He's lying.
"Why are you sporting your hair long? Isn't it that you're supposed to look conservative when you're dealing with your clients?" I said.
"Oh no, not at all. My clients prefer that I look like this, like a rock star!" He said this without a hint of irony in his voice.
Honestly, your long hair makes you look like a cross between April Boy Regino and Bon Jovi. Actually, I only muttered this to myself, as I was pretty sure he'd throw me out the window if I'd voice this out loudly.
Anyway, we made plans of attending dragon boat practice, a resolve I have not been able to accomplish the past two years.
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