brooke called in search of dinner tonight... and even though i already ate {a home cooked meal of cauliflower cheddar soup, thankyouverymuch}, i went for the diet coke killer company.
so there we were. talking, talking, talking.... until a bizarre situation walked in the door and sat in the booth behind brooke. and that's where our usually lively conversation came to a halt. the minute they sat down, we knew something was up. capital nerd 30-something with gel in his well parted hair and an aeropostale hoodie and an innocent little kid.
i've kind of always thought the people sitting around us got the biggest bang for their buck - getting all the juicy overshare + details of our lives. but tonight, brooke and i sat in silence.... as in, did not speak a word to each other for a full 30 minutes... as we listened in on the STRANGEST conversation between the two.
it was the dad-uses-his-kid-as-a-pawn-to-make-his-ex-wife-the-enemy talk.... using phrases like "moral mistakes" and "she took you away from me" and "i hope you can respect me" and "we need to help your little brother understand the truth"
ALL OF IT OVER A COUNTRY FRIED STEAK.
i think we were secretly being filmed for a "what would you do" show... we were supposed to intervene... but we failed.
i hope someone caught us on camera... i'm dying to see the looks on our faces as that dad thought he was doing the right thing by manipulating that 10 year-old kid brain and when the kid came back and said, "mom says you always make her the bad guy....."
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