HairyChick

Sorry, CurrentlySober!

I was at an Italian restaurant yesterday for lunch with two people. Across from us was a couple of older folks, early 60’s I’d say. Table in front had three local university guys as it said on their t-shirts (it hit 79 so summerwear time).

The radio is playing “Volare” and other Italian songs. I stopped listening as I was looking at the menu.

Then I hear the older man loudly say, “where’s Dean Martin? I’m tired of this scat shit.” I looked up and started laughing. The two with me looked confused. The college guys were hysterically laughing and one caught my eye. We both just broke out laughing more and he winked at me.

I listen to the song and hear, “doo wop doo wop” and other sounds and words. Scat music. Not Italian but peppy. Look up scat music on Google if you’re wondering.

I’m still giggling and the waitress gave me a nasty look. My table mates asked why I was laughing and was it because he was loud?

So I casually explained briefly, before lunch, what scatology is. My female friend looked disgusted and said she’d ask about it later. My mother said, “are you serious?” so I said I’d explain more next time she visited. I changed the subject quickly to shopping and then food arrived. No more scat talk.

I asked a few friends about their reaction and all said they’d blush and be embarrassed. How’d you react? How’d you tell your friends or mother?

My mom is in her early eighties and forgets unimportant stuff; Ask the interest rates paid over the past thirty days and she’ll give thirty correct responses. Hopefully by next week she’ll forget but if not, I will as my amnesia will kick in. At least that’s what I will tell her ;)

Lunch was worth the $55 including tip. The experience was priceless!

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