We have a friend who is quite well off, but you'd never know it to look at him. I'll call him L. He tends to dress very casually & can be quite loud. He was in Bijan's--an exclusive store in Beverly Hills. It is open by appointment only. He must have followed someone in. I doubt if he would have made an appointment. Bijan was waiting on another customer while L was looking at a raincoat. I guess (I don't really know because I've never been in the store) that there were no price tags on the clothes. L apparently got tired of being ignored because he did a very typical (for him) thing. He yelled, at the top of his lungs, across this beautiful, elegant & very quiet store, "HEY, BIJAN--HOW MUCH IS THIS RAINCOAT?" Bijan came running over & took a look at L. He apparently assumed that he didn't have much money. He told him it was very expensive & that he probably couldn't afford it. L told him that he had a house in Santa Barbara that he wasn't using & asked if he would consider a trade. Bijan must have thought he was kidding--he may or may not have been--but L left without the raincoat.
L's wife was president of the local chapter of a national organization. As such, she would host a yearly luncheon for about 2,000 guests at a Beverly Hills hotel. While she was eating, depending on what she was wearing, she would wear either a silver or gold lame bib. To me, that was the epitome of class!
Many years ago, they threw an engagement party for one of their daughters. Their daughter & her fiance were living in London, so that's where the party was. When they invited us, they probably didn't expect us to attend--but you can never be too sure what Bud & I will do. We flew out of LAX on Friday, went to the party on Saturday & flew back home on Sunday! We won "prizes" in two categories--longest distance traveled & shortest stay in London. We're too old & decrepit to do that now, but it was sure a hoot then! This is just like us:
Since you wouldn't recognize this as my blog without at least a couple of non sequiturs, here they are:
"I was listening to some rap music this afternoon. Not that I had a choice--it was coming from a Jeep about four miles away."
"According to a new study from Italy, some women are avtually able to hear with their breasts. Of course, this is great for Italian men, because they talk with their hands."
I know it's a little late, but I just saw this & I love it:
As long as I've run one late cartoon:
I may be schizophrenic, but at least I have each other----fishducky