I couldn't help dozing
during the orientation luncheon
when the keynote speaker
bragged about his achievements.
To keep my eyes open
I took out a ballpoint pen and
scratched words repeatedly
on the margin of the menu:
Baked Chicken
Steamship Round on Carving Station
Pasta Action Station
Spinach Salad with Chopped Eggs and Cheese
Italian Blend Vegetables
Rice Pilaf
Assorted Cake & Pie
Tea and Water
"Then, the next thing . . ." The speaker
went on to tell his story of the seventies,
but my ears filled with giggling,
ice chewing, fork clicking on the plates.
Day turned to night, and I
couldn't resist closing my eyes
when a loud laughter gave me a napjerk
to the speaker's next topic: student pregnancy.
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