getting over it

I waitressed tonight at a local place, and some of the snobs in there assumed that i was a deaf mute, or must have, because some of the conversations were Not for the naked ear to hear. Stories about ex-lovers and sexual positions they tried, about where they wax, about who they wax and about the postive aspects of eating pineapple. (I actually knew about the pineapple already though...) (err... i didn't type that...)

Point is is that it would be interesting to see a quasi 'sex in the city', but here. I could imagine the snobby women I served being samantha. Way past my bed time. I'm talking crud again.

noodles.