Patio table at a coffee shop. Not much foot traffic on the sidewalk.
A couple decided to sit at the next table, even though there is an
empty one a little further over. The woman had a few things she
needed to say. Loudly.
Ranting mom and listening dad
She cries the blues
If you're going to be crying the blues about money
And i don’t believe her for a minute.
She does buy clothes
She’s so full of crap.
I think the thing that pisses me off
Is she lies.
She needs new tires
And pisses and moans about that
But she buys a new iphone.
She says she doesn’t do anything.
I knew she was going to say that
Well then why did you call me.
She always has to have the best of everything.
She can’t stomach less.
She will not
She can’t be content with what she’s got.
She got a new phone.
Did she try to fix the other one.
Of course not.
She says she had the phone for seven years.
That is such bullshit.
I hate liars.
Don’t lie to me.
She says she’s saving money for the trip.
Really?
Dad’s voice is calmer.
He agrees
Quietly
She winds it down
Time to concentrate on their card game.
She apologizes.
They play their game.
Five minutes later.
When she goes to Minneapolis in June
If she thinks I’m taking her to the airport
She’s crazy.
Fire truck went by sirens blaring
Mom starts in again.
I’m not driving your ass all the way to Phoenix
That’s your problem.
Why am I eavesdropping on this conversation?
Because she is so loud I can’t help myself.
I have no idea what dad is saying.
And she’s starting on it again.
Dad chuckles.
Dad compliments a passing dog’s color
The dog’s owner says it’s brown merle.
Back to the card game.
Short rant is over.
A couple of motorcycles rev as they drive by.
Silence on the patio
Except for the cards.
They shuffled the cards
And mom started again.
Now dad is talking about financial advisors
General Mills, shuffle,
And it’s like getting a raise every two years,
Shuffle,
They raise their dividend.
It’s changed.
Same crap over and over and over.
She needs a financial advisor to get her something for long term income.
At least the conversation sounds constructive
Rather than destructive noe.
Until,
Mom responds.
Sigh.
With what she’s making she should have
At this point I shouldn’t care what the daughter should have,
So why can’t I tune this conversation out?
The things that she buys is so stupid.
Sirens coming this way now.
They turned as dad stood up to look,
An ambulance and a county vehicle.
Silent except for the cards
And passing cars.
Mom,
She’s got to get her shit together.
Dad,
She does what she wants to do.
Mom,
I’ve always let her slack.
But she made choices.
Completely jackass for ten years.
Enough,
I need to either leave or figure out how to
Tune this negative conversation out.
It’s a beautiful day
Which I was enjoying
Until i got sucked into eavesdropping on mad mom.
She’s made one idiotic decision after another.
Enough!
I’ve listened to enough!
Time to leave.
I’m not done with my project but I made enough progress
That I can close my laptop
And leave this woman to her kvetching and whining.
I don’t need to be in her sphere of negativity any longer.
Even though it was a bit amusing and intriguing,
for a while.
Bye bye mom.
Bye bye dad.
Bye bye red metal chair and round red metal table.
See you next time chair and table,
Hopefully won’t see you again, mom and dad.
