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Years ago, I was out to dinner in New York with some friends – Kate, Jon (her boyfriend at the time) and somebody else I am not remembering. It was a summer night, we were at a steak house, the wine flowed, and we were having a ball. The conversation flowed across the table, fast and furious.<\/p>\n
Kate and I were talking about something at one point, and focused on each other. Jon started talking, too, and at first I thought he was talking to the other person at the table, so I didn’t listen. But gradually, through my own talking, I began to hear that he was talking in a high voice, kind of a snooty upper-class voice, and he had been going on and on for some time, and what he was saying went something like this:<\/p>\n
“I just feel that people focus too much on ‘sweetness’ these days … that all they care about is sweetness, sweetness, sweetness … I do not understand the obsession with sweetness … It is as though people only care about ‘sweetness’ … There is nothing else that matters to them … it is all just about SWEETNESS …”<\/p>\n
What the HELL are you babbling about, Jon? And what is your sudden ISSUE with sweetness? Also, what the hell is going on with your VOICE?<\/p>\n
It finally got our attention (as it was meant to all along), and we turned to him, and saw him sitting there, as he had been all along, like this.<\/p>\n
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Please do not look at this photo before reading the text. Years ago, I was out to dinner in New York with some friends – Kate, Jon (her boyfriend at the time) and somebody else I am not remembering. It … Continue reading