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hah Monday June 24
my narrative style is often described as long, including mundane details, and excursive. however, i hope that someday i can write concise prose as my roommate todd did last wednesday. the reference to my father made it more amusing for me, but it has to be one of the funniest stories i have ever read. since disco will not always be hosted where it currently is, i shall reproduce the quoted text:
Wednesday, June 19, 2002dad, if you read this, please issue that one chuckle that mom claims you are infamous for.
7:30 PM
I had a nice little moment of zen this morning at Espresso.
It was shortly after 9am and we had some drifters from the orientation program who chose not to go on their bus tour. I served a hot chocolate to a gorgeous orientation student (and not just cute but young, she looked easily twenty and could have been a model) and as is standard operating procedure for male ERC I checked her out as she walked away. Now, this is a slightly dangerous procedure as the next person in line is always looking at you waiting to order and there's the danger of them taking offense to your blatant ogling. The next guy in line was a slightly overweight, jovial man (who actually reminded me somewhat of Mark's Dad) picked up on it, and then ordered a pastry. When I handed it to him he said, "tasty, hm?" and started laughing. I thought this a bit odd because he hasn't tasted it yet, and it was a question. When he grinned and winked I realized he was referring to the girl. About that time I realized he was paying me for his pastry AND her drink; a quick glance at his nametag revealed him to be the girl's FATHER. I started laughing, he laughed harder, and I nodded as if to non-verbally convey Yes sir your daughter is in fact tasty, I'd be happy later this evening to bend her over and give her a little somethin' something'.
And he was earnestly laughing.
