Cap Mandrake
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Joined: 11/15/2002 From: Southern California Status: offline
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So I go to one of my colleagues retirement party a while back. The guy worked till he was 85! He didn't have 3 ex wives, a huge mortgage, parasitic larvae...nothing..he just liked working. Fun party. I gave a little talk where I remarked about his amazing equanimity. The guy didn't even complain about the *#&@(@)&$ Electronic Medical Record, medicaid patients with I-phone 5's, the government..NOTHING! Anyway, I am getting out of sequence. Before dinner, I am at a table with a bunch of docs and this early 20-something Vietnamese woman with bleach blonde hair but quite an astounding "frame" enters the room as one of the guests. The women at the table just tear her to shreds behind her back..and these are professional women in their 30's and 40's. It was the most amazing thing. They were like a NASCAR pit crew. There was no need for central control. They all knew instinctively what to do. When one would stop for a breath the next would take over. Now, I will admit the bleached hair and gray-green colored contacts were over the top...but...Santa Maria! There was a reason all the women went into attack mode. I tried to play along because SG was sitting next to me, even commenting about a likely drapes/carpet mismatch (sadly the old gag had to be explained to one of the docs). Anyway, after the event was over, Stardust Nguyen (made up name...don't try to Google it) came up to me and went on and on about how much she liked my talk. Now, maybe I got a few chuckles but I could tell I was being buttered up. I am trying not to look too interested because I know SG is patrolling the room. She laughs at every stupid place-occupying remark I make. It's so obvious but it feels like a James Bond movie or something because she is so...ummm...athletic-looking. The only thing missing is the clever dialogue. Suddenly, Stardust's smile disappears...she looks over my shoulder.."Oh, you're his wife?"
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