Not looking one's best
Going Out To Dinner Straight From Work (Not Ready)
As a child of the sixties, a child
of a child of the Depression, it is hard
to feel deserving of a dinner at
a fancy restaurant, even if
paying for it,
without running home first
for a shower,
freshly-washed hair. Eating
out requires
clean hair, at least until
a first glass of wine.
(I’m going to tell it to the G-man. AND while you’re at it, check out NOSE DIVE , comic novel bargain on KINDLE and AMAZON.)
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