Wednesday, November 12, 2008

11/10/08 The Fancy Coffee Girl

I went to school with the girl who works at the coffee shop.
She lived in Spain for many years,
where she collected vintage dresses
and worked for a famous caterer.
She served David Beckhams's 30th birthday dinner,
and attended lots of insane rich people parties.

I almost told her about the time I saw sandhill cranes
fly over the BMX track, or the time a baby
vomited rice all down my shirt.
Instead, I told her that I used to work
at an Applebee's in El Paso.
I usually say the wrong things,
but in this case, there really wasn't a right thing to say.

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