by Jeff Glovsky, Writing

Observance (Rituals)

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They lean in … They’re too close to each other.  Yet not close enough.  There’s something off.

In pretty red, dressed like a Valentine’s Day, she’s all smiles, commanding attention and swaying … He leans in and keens, like a friendship example, and jokes that he’s handsome while screaming a little …

The volume of the music increases, in tune with his voice and the swaying of her body in the Valentine’s dress.  And the wine flows, red, white and nobody’s blue.

From the snowstorm steps an embarrassed Yeti; getting warm as he stamps off his feet, and beard … underneath which he’s red-faced, alone on this day.

No one cares, though!  Least of all, all of the others:  the Valentine’s dress and the keening example, and me, alone also, enjoying this day …


TGI

from Slice / Life (annoyances, episodes)
by Jeff Glovsky

The shouts continue.

“Extra caramel macchiato!”.  “Grande, triple latte chai!”.  “A ‘skinny’ decaf Frap, light ice!”.

“…three ‘pumps’, with extra ‘room’ please?”

And nobody’s embarrassed!

All these selfish inhalations, spoiled preferences, demands.  How do they purge themselves?  Expel such waste?

The stupid, herd-like slobs!  All waiting docilely in line for “coffee”…filling up the popcorn store (…a ‘popcorn store’!), the yogurt shops…

Thank God I date alone.

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