Potatoes

Friday night:

I went to the store and bought chips, I thought I'd just go home and watch a movie.
There where lots of people in the store, slightly drunk and on their way party.
I on the other hand where going home all by my lonesome self. With some potatoes.

As I paid the clerk asked me if I wanted a bag for my things.
- Yes I might as well... otherwise everyone will know that I'm only going home with a bag of chips tonight.
- Oh and we wouldn't want that, said the clerk.

Isn't it strange how it would be more normal to go home really drunk, than with a bag of chips. And if you go home with a bag of chips you're somthing of a looser. Or that's what you think that people might think, if they knew... Anyway, I spent a lovely evening with a bag of chips and a german movie.


Note: I just wanted to say that all the recent comments from readers make me really happy. If you where here. I'd let you all in on my bag of chips.