invited to fancy restaurant, lacy grandma tablecloths, velvet chairs like versailles
window seat to see the green/blue lake
colored sailboats undoubtedly captained by sir francis chichester
bernard moitessier or robin knox-johnson
drifting by green/blue sky
sit by the window or you might as well be in any restaurant they say
waitress, 25 or so comes over to give menus and take orders
way too good looking to be a waitress
beyond the shoulders blonde hair, pleasing personality, shapely
I’d like to know her story
suddenly I’m an investigative reporter
at other tables businessmen on business accounts
I order a steak which is too expensive but I’m not paying for it so hey…
jacket potato with the trimmings, salad, hot bread
all the women look like a checkerboard
red and black dresses, see and be seen
coming back to the table is a waiter
maybe the waitress could read my thoughts
or discovered like lana turner hollywood film producer offered her a role
food brought to the table with proper presentation or so I was told
steak good, potato delicious, bread good, wash it down with a cold beer
probably should of ordered wine I guess to fit in
but I don’t like wine much and I’m the proverbial square peg
in a round hole world
nice but I felt out of place
