The Goddess and I were at the Meola Cafe for lunch earlier today. I found a table – and discovered on the table next to it a wallet that appeared to have been forgotten by an earlier patron. Being the colour I am, I waited for The Goddess to pick it up and hand it in to the proprietor.
The Earlier Patron returned from wherever and sat at the table where I’d found the wallet.
ME
Were you sitting there?
EARLIER PATRON
Yes.
ME
Is that
(The Goddess very handily showed the wallet)
your wallet?
EARLIER PATRON
Yes, it is.
He took the wallet and resumed his coffee drinking.
You’re fucking welcome, dickhead.
UPDATE: Earlier Patron/Dickhead runs the place.
