I had a business related lunch downtown yesterday. We went
to a new restaurant which had a nice view overlooking the river. Unfortunately,
we soon found out that the restaurant had a fly problem. We sat down, got served water and suddenly flies
were buzzing around our table. As a result, we both ended up having to wave our
hands fairly constantly to keep the flies away. In fact, our hands were moving
so much that our waitress thought we were deaf. That’s a lot of flies.
Yes, I’m exaggerating a bit. But I do think that, based on
my hand movement, the waitress at least thought I was Italian. Maybe even a
deaf Italian.
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