Wednesday, August 12, 2009

Starry Starry Night

She walked up to me at this party as I stood chatting with a friend about the horrors of waking up before 10:30 in the morning and interrupted our conversation with: “What’s your sign?”
I gave her a quick once over and inferring correctly that she was asking after my zodiac sign, said, “cancer.”
She sniffed, turned, and walked away, mumbling. I would have liked to say her words were “Oh crap!”, though I’m pretty sure she said: “Ewww. A Crab!”
My friend explained, with a roll of his eyes. Hers was the fire sign Aries, and quite incompatible with my water sign. Bewildering, I know.
Weird?
Definitely!
I still found her behaviour unreasonable and uncalled for. I was miffed.
I turned and yelled after her, so the whole gathering could hear: “Who let the Mutton Chop in?”
I feel much better now.