Remember those days before mobile phones? The days when people ate quietly in restaurants - sipped their drinks, read the newspaper, watched TV, maybe even talked to others around them. Today cell phones are so pervasive that most people either don't care, or are not aware, that others can tune into their conversations.
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| The Fantasy |
Yesterday I was having lunch, sitting at the bar in a local restaurant. There was one other patron at the bar, a woman, who spent the entire time on her cell phone. I'd never met the woman before, and still don't care to know her name, but I know a lot about her now. She had owned a salon, but just sold the business. It was a business she built from the ground up. She was a very hands-on owner, and seemed a bit torn about letting it go. Apparently she didn't think the buyer deserved the business, and that he certainly wouldn't appreciated her fine work that went into the business. It also appears that she is carrying paper on the deal and has some qualms about the financial viability of the buyer. Perhaps financial viability is wrong. She is more worried that he might not follow through on the agreement. The buyer is a plastic surgeon who specializes in the Brazilian Butt Lift procedure. When you overhear someone talking about Brazilian Butt Lifts, it is really difficult to tune out their conversation. So here it is: the operation involves sucking fat out of the jiggly parts of the body and transferring it to the buttocks (if the buttocks are not already one of your jiggly parts). A patient can transform from Twiggy to J-Lo faster than you can say suck, suck, pump (my own embellishment, sorry). So, rather unexpectedly, not only have I learned about the Brazilian Butt Lift, I know that this strange woman - a fairly attractive, businesslike, mid 40's woman, who never seemed to stop talking - wants one. Yes, she effectively told me (and everyone else within earshot) that very pearl of information. She proclaimed that she wants a Brazilian Butt Lift because she has no butt, has never had a butt, and has (apparently) always wanted a butt. However, she will not get a BBL from the aforementioned Salon buyer because he does not meet her butt lift standards. Who does? I'm not sure. She spoke non-stop and frantically, there was no time for the individual on the other end to ask pertinent questions (The questions I would have asked, and decided to abstain from asking in person. Which is a moot point because she never got off the phone.). But did I really need to know more? She had already brought so much to my "quiet" lunch.
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| The Reality |
