I once met this woman at the bar. She really stood out. It was either wasted men or waitresses, but she was neither. She just stood there reading. Well, she noticed I was giving her dirty looks and said "What is it?". I said "This is a bar. What's the point in reading here?". She then decided to get mad at me, "Unlike you, I want to beckme smarter. I'd be shocked if you could even read." I just stood there for a while. Me? Not being able to read? Seriously? If she knew my past, she'd be calling me a genius. I decided to just flip her off, turn around, and leave. So that was fun.
Charles Lee
