My father always goofed around on the rare occasions we went out to eat as a family. One evening when I was about 12, we were standing in line at the mall cafeteria restaurant (Morrison's). Suddenly, my father stepped backwards into a crouch and the lady in front of him leaned back against him and sort of stayed that way. I started laughing and telling him to cut it out and quit acting so weird. Nobody else was laughing and my father kept staggering backwards with this lady laying backwards against him.
In my usual clueless fashion, I was probably the last person in line to realize that he wasn't playing and that the lady had fainted, fallen on him, and he caught her.
So at least you didn't laugh at her, Hal.
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Last edited by warrrreagl; 04-10-2007 at 05:58 PM..
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