2005/04/23

Older Gentleman

A man had a party for a friend's birthday tonight. There were middle-aged people there. They disturbed me with their high-pitched voices and over-enthusiasm. It was nearly frosting. Cold meat was piled on the stove. There were two gallons of mayonaise potato salad; only one bite had been taken from it. The birthday cake was too much chocolate. The invitation promised gin but there wasn't any, the conversation was polite, there was boredom in the air. A pretty girl spoke at length with a number of men. She was sober. They were all too old or too young or too involved. The host was moving out soon, he said, he had to find a new housemate, and owned his own business. A man boasted he was confused with the brother of his son, by a clerk; his wife boasted more loudly than he about it. There was little or no debauchery. I felt aged, as I left, overdressed.

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