It was a ladies night. Not a ladies night at a bar, but a gathering of women after hours in a store that sold accessories and what I'd call chick things (candles, coin purses with funny sayings, little bowls..). There was several types of wine, beautiful cheeses and delicious crackers. It was a gathering that a friend of mine had won at a school auction. She invited coworkers (me), friends from college, newly gathered friends and neighbors. These were women who are definitely in the "Haves" side of life (I sometimes ride the edge of the "have nots" but hey, I'm happy). Upper crust, refined, intelligent. We chatted about our children, our jobs and the goods in the store. We feasted on amazing cheeses and wine, told a joke here or there. My friend and I told our scandalous story of going to see Magic Mike all the while feeling a certain lascivious arrogance. One of the women I'd never met before, a nice comfortable looking woman, maybe mid 50s, dressed in an "I've spent about $500 on this outfit to look this understated" listened politely and then began to speak "when I was 18, I went to a triple x porno at the Princess Theater".......The room was hushed, I snarkily put more cheese on my cracker, sipped some wine, fully expecting this motherly woman to titter and say that she marched right out when she realized where she was. I took another bite of cracker as she went on "After about 15 minutes I got very tired...I just got tired of all the sucking c**k". Yes....the word you think is supposed to be there is the word she said loud and proud. I about choked on my cracker (not everything is better on a ritz..) and luckily had plenty of wine to save me from near death. My other friend made a gagging noise (which is somewhat appropriate). After the shock of the phrase "sucking c**k" it became even more bizarre when you realize that an establishment named the Princess Theater showed pornos.
Hmmm...I wonder how I can get myself invited to her book club.......
