Stop and Smell the Flowers

I see an acquaintance of mine bending over in front of a giant flower pot twenty feet away from me, so I wave.
Her: I'm so embarrassed, I was hoping nobody would see me.
Me: Don't worry.
Her: I've been kind of sick lately with a cold...
Me: So your nose is clogged up?
Her: I guess?
Me: Well I thought it was cute.
Her: You thought it was cute? That I hawked a loogey?
Me: Uh, no, I thought you stopped to smell the flowers.
Her: Nope, I was spitting.
Me: Well, I can still pretend it was cute.

It's a wonder we haven't made the full jump to friends.

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