Ruined
Dana and I were trying to enjoy a plate of oysters on the half-shell in Charleston when it was ruined by the annoying conversations of the people next to us. They were at the age where they were all recently divorced, had teenage kids for whom they were terrible role models, and were trying to enjoy life how the women on The Housewives of Whatever tell them they should. This included bashing their exes and reiterating life lessons they should have learned a decade ago. Dana was clearly annoyed. I was just clearly distracted by the woman’s thong that was hanging out of her pants for me and the twelve year old boy next to me to see.