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May 28, 2007
Overheard at Safeway #372
Post-gym, soaking through my sweatshirt as I line up salad ingredients on the checkout conveyor belt.
The hipster couple behind me bickers un-self-consciously. Time and again, he takes off his thick glasses with chunky black frames and waves them in the air before putting them back on. I think this is something he learned from his father.
My favorite part of their exchange:
"Whatever, Jonathan."
"Look, Mary. (takes off glasses) I married you, not everyone who reads your blog."
A special shout-out goes to the good people at Monkeyporkbun for encouraging me to post this entry.
Posted by Your Protagonist at May 28, 2007 01:59 AM