June 18, 2009 § Leave a comment

The scene: Happy hour. A young guy missing his right hand sits at the bar with a beer; he’s the right age to be an Iraq war veteran. Another man walks across the bar with two drinks & sits down next to him.

Drinker: (Gives the handless man one of the drinks.) “Hey, man — Iraq?”

Handless man: “Naw, nothing exciting like a war. A lot of people think that, though.”
HM: “I lost it at my job.”

Drinker: “Your job? Really?? What do you do?”

HM: “Oh, you know…sales.”


Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out / Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out / Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out / Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out / Change )

Connecting to %s

What’s this?

You are currently reading overheard at Elis is a four-letter word.


%d bloggers like this: