Overheard...

Last Thursday my friend Jen and I popped into Momi's Cafe for lunch. At one point Jen left the table and while she was gone I overheard this precious exchange between the two sweet little older ladies at the next table. 

One of the women was a hip ol' gal who spoke exactly like a 70-ish Wanda Sykes, so I'll call her "Wanda". The other was the quintessential caricature of an older white woman, a grandmotherly lady who looked like her name should be "Aunt Gladys". 

The subject of the exchange was a new pair of eyeglasses that Wanda was wearing. They kind of looked like this:

Here is the exchange:

Aunt Gladys: "Oh my, I like your new glasses"
Wanda: "Oh, these? I just picked them up at my favorite shop, the place I got your calendar at."
Aunt Gladys: "Your beauty parlor?"
Wanda: "Yes."
Aunt Gladys: "They sell glasses there?"
Wanda: "Oh yeah, they sell everything there: glasses, calendars, even underpants!"

Me (thinking): Oh I would love to visit that beauty parlor!

Today's blog entry was brought to you by Sesame Street:

Oh, who are the people in your neighborhood,
In your neighborhood, in your neighborhood.
Say who are the people in your neighborhood--

Well they're the people that you meet
When you're walking down the street
They're the people that you meet each day!

-c