I was RUDE. You've been warned.
This Friday was the Best Day in a long time. I had a great workout, then took metro to Union Station, meeting a CNN buddy for lunch. We haven’t seen each other since I had sinus surgery and her Mom had a stroke. We had a lot to talk about. Mostly we just laughed, which sounds callous, but if you can’t be deadpan and cynical in the face of awful, what is life anyway?
SO I hugged her good-bye and was zooming past the Amtrak towards metro when my phone rang. Digging into my purse I collided with someone hard enough that we both bounced back and looked at each other.
There stood Karl Rove (Chief of Staff - Bush White House/GOP Commentator). “Damn,” I said, “No escort? How the mighty have fallen. And me without a beverage to throw at you.” I continued to grin toothily as he very carefully backed up and walked around me.
Yup, very rude. So much fun.
Next stop was meeting my daughter for a movie (State of Play – real good. Esp for two political junkie newshounds).
I was sitting on a bench outside the movie theatre, waiting for my Daughter, enjoying the sunshine and people watching. What to my wondering eyes does appear but a full bore mid-life crisis, driving a metallic, lime green convertible corvette, complete with extra farty muffler. All he needed was his radio blasting Cher singing ‘If I Could Turn Back Time.’
For all his posturing and trolling, there wasn’t anyone in his demographic to impress. It was mostly a very racially diverse crowd of teenagers, senior citizens and Moms with little kids. Daytime people, not at work.
I watched him make a three point turn and come back for more cruising. He ruffled his muffler at my Daughter (a knockout, even if I wasn't her Mom) who was walking down the street towards me. He made no impression, as she was passing a window display of spring shoes.
Then he passed me. “Don’t worry.” I called out, “You don’t look ridiculous at ALL.” I’m sure it earned me bad karma, but seeing him roar off in a thunder of farty muffler sounds was really funny.
My Girl and I had a great time. I bought two pairs of summer shoes, which made her wonder Where Her Real Mother Was. She got a cute sweater on super sale. We both got big, dark, movie star sunglasses. Mr. Wonderful met us for dinner. I recounted my big day of bad manners.
“You’ve never looked so good.” I told him. “I like a man who relies on intelligence and humor to impress people, rather than a tin can with wheels.”
“You’re just sucking up because I caught you using my toothbrush.”
“Again,” I told him, “I’m so sorry. I can’t even brush my teeth anymore before coffee.”