It's a rainy day in the neighborhood and I decide to duck into a nearby diner for the soup du jour. A regular for some years at this establishment, I know the owner, the handful of employees and a part-timer or two by name.
As I take a seat at the counter, extend greetings to the proprietor and glance at the door, a man carrying a small boy enters. After carefully arranging the child and his toys in a seat adjacent, he orders their lunches, then spends several minutes playing quietly with the boy.
My soup arrives, and after the first bite, I hear the man, a British expat, tell the waitress that he is going back to Europe for a visit. She, a high school graduate, responds, "Oh wow...Is Europe in England?"
I see the dimmest smile begin to creep across his face...as he says with a wink:
"Well, not all of it, only the best bit."
Methinks our high schools need to re-tool their geography curricula, assuming they still teach that...
What do you think?
5 comments:
I think, "Help us Jesus." And so forth.
Sigh.
Perhaps the waitress zoned out during geography lessons. Maths was my downfall, but I did retain some at least.
Oh, brother. Well he had a snappy answer, at least!
I shake my head...need I say more?!
Oh my gosh...that is so funny! And kind of sad :)
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