Good God. Jazz night at Bistrot XEZEEPEEEKK. African gentleman sits down at bar. Orders Amstel Lite, his selection out of the six beers we have. "I don't like it." Good sweet Jesus. "I want a merlot."
I've seen it often. That part of barter. The first thing they are offered. No, they don't like it.
Oh man, you learn a lot about humanity waiting on people.
Maybe it's the solar storms lately.
Wednesday, February 23, 2011
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