Girl 1-You know what I can't stand at Mexican restaurants?
Girl 1-The music. I mean, the song...it just goes on and on and on.
Girl 2-It's not the same song every time, and anyway most people don't stay here all evening so the songs are new to them.
Girl 1-It all sounds the same. I mean why can't they play American music. We are in America!
(at this point I am covering my mouth trying to be quiet, because REALLY??)
Girl 2-True, but it adds to the environment. It's like going to a Chinese restaurant and hearing their music. It fits to the restaurant.
Girl 1-Well it's annoying and all sounds exactly the same.
Girl 2-(clearly defeated) You're right, ready to go?
Seriously? WTF??? You are at a Mexican restaurant and are angry that they don't play "American" music. Ethnocentric much?
I had several competing thoughts all at once-
Why was no one else here to witness this?
I'm glad I'm not her friend, because I would leave that chick somewhere.
Girl 2 is either a saint or an idiot for putting up with her.
I can't wait to tell CLF! She will love this story! [by the way, she did :-)]
Sweet! Now I have something to post about! (really)
Yeah, so I realized last night that stories find me. Here I was, minding my own business and the story arrived like an unwrapped present just sitting there for me on the kitchen table...but verbal...and in a public bathroom...whatever you get my point. Just like Wouldn't believe it if I didn't see it day. There is the link for those of you who forgot about that story, are new, or would like to laugh/be disgusted again.