May 12, 2016

Jerkwads dead ahead

I was eating my breakfast this morning in the hotel: bacon, eggs, fresh pineapple, a few spuds, and coffee. "That Guy" was sitting a few tables over when he got a phone call. He was dressed in a tailored suit, the cuffs just the right length to show off his expensive watch. He was important. So was his call. I know this because instead of speaking quietly at his table, or moving out into the lobby, or stepping outside, he proceeded to pace around the restaurant. As he wove between the tables we could all hear how tough a negotiator he was. This was heady stuff, his phone call. He had to be on his feet because, well I supposed he imagined he was quick on his feet or something. The waitresses managed to be quicker yet, as they dodged around Mr. Important, never spilling coffee nor omelettes. I cast my strongest looks of disdain and disgust in his direction. I could feel the vibe from others directed at the jerk. Unfortunately, his suit deflected my castigating looks. An Important Guy like that never notices the small folk.

6 comments:

Anonymous said...

Breakfast phone call? His ass is in deep trouble, will be pawning the fake watch soon.



JOG

Fuzzy Curmudgeon said...

Shoulda tripped him.

"Oops. Sorry."

hey teacher... said...

What was Trump doing in the Hampton Inn?

Ed Bonderenka said...

Teach. My thoughts eggs ackly.

B said...

I agree, shoulda tripped him.

Or said loudly enough for him to hear.

"Take yer conversation elsewhere"..

People like that do what they do because they get away with it.

Practical Parsimony said...

I make a motion with palm down and lower the hand in jerks, over and over until loud talkers catch on. Then, I would have said to him, "This is too much stress for my breakfast." If he was lippy, I would have told him to take his drama outside.

This would all be followed by a standing ovation from the other diners.

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