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the story of an invisible girl
They went out to eat
It was dark and snowing heavily, a good night to stay home, but they were driven into the streets by a desperate craving for ice cream. He drove, sliding along, while she sat tense and white-knuckled in the passenger seat.

He wanted Veal Parmigiana; she wanted soup. When they arrived, the salad bar caught her eye, and she examined it thoroughly while he attracted the hostess's attention. When they sat down, the delightful smell of fish and chips had them both distracted.

After much menu-perusal, he ordered the fish and chips, and she ordered the Veal Parmigiana. She ordered lemon in her glass of water, but the waitress forgot at first, then brought an entire bowl of lemon slices for her later on. She only used one.

The knives were being cleaned, so the waitress didn't bring any. Fortunately, the veal could be cut with a fork...and of course so could the fish.

They swapped plates several times during the meal, confusing the waitress. She ate far more than she'd expected to. He ate the rest. They talked about how annoying sales and marketing people can be. "They lie about what the product can do," he said. "They have no idea what they are even talking about."

"Salespeople are hired for their charisma, not for their brains," she said. "You can't expect them to be technical. If they could do the programming, if they had a techie personality, they wouldn't be in sales."

When he had emptied both dinner plates, she pulled out the ice cream menu. He eyed the french silk pie, but she insisted on ice cream. He could choose anything he wanted, but it had to have ice cream. He selected the banana split, because bananas will be extinct soon. She agreed, but said she didn't want any fruit or nuts with it. Then she realized that bananas are fruit also, so she modified her requirements: no fruity ice cream and no fruity sauce.

So they ordered a banana split with just chocolate and vanilla ice cream, caramel sauce, hot fudge, whipped cream, and two cherries. "Because there are two of us," she told the waitress. It was messily wonderful.

The thick snow had been falling all through the meal. As they hurried out to the car, she shiveringly remarked that it was "brrry out". She began to brush the snow off the car windows with her gloved hands, as he started the car and pulled out the ice scraper.

He hates it when she brushes off the car with her hands. "What are you doing?", he asked.
He threateningly waved the ice scraper at her and roared, "Get in the car now!"
"Eeep!" she squealed, and scampered into the car.

While he brushed off the rest of the car, she turned the thermostat up to 81 degrees. They drove carefully home, surprised to see so many other cars on the road. "They probably all needed ice cream too," she speculated.
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simplykimberly From: simplykimberly Date: February 25th, 2003 07:57 am (UTC) (Link)


...really write great stories :)

Now I want ice cream, and it's 8am, and I'm a little chilly, so that says something!

Fish and chips sounds good too.

I think I'm hungry.

Anyway, really fun story! Thanks for sharing :)
renniekins From: renniekins Date: February 25th, 2003 08:50 am (UTC) (Link)

Re: you...

Why thank you! Glad you enjoyed it.

The chips were a bit boring, but the fish, veal, pasta, and ice cream were all wonderful! (:

Now I'm hungry too.... (:
retepsnave From: retepsnave Date: February 25th, 2003 10:11 am (UTC) (Link)

what a sweet story
(no I did not mean to use a pun... but it works kind of nicely albiet making light of this comment at the same time...)
somehow the use of third person throughtout gives the story a nice otherworldly fog about it...
kind of like the use of a lens filter in close ups during old golden age movies...
it makes it all the more romantic and subtle, losing the jaring edge of 'reality' when written about in third person....

what a well written peice...
and yes it's reminded me that it's lunch time... gotta eat... but how I want fish n'chips with ice cream not the silly chicken with grilled potatoes and carrots that I've got in the fridge... :-(
renniekins From: renniekins Date: February 25th, 2003 12:26 pm (UTC) (Link)

heeheehee...thanks! It was fun to write, and yummy to experience!
I'm so glad you enjoyed it.

Chicken with grilled potatos and carrots sounds nice. I bought a reuban sandwich for lunch today. I'd expected to have leftovers from last night, but we both turned out to be hungrier than we thought!
retepsnave From: retepsnave Date: February 25th, 2003 12:27 pm (UTC) (Link)


lol..... oh I know what that's like... anticipating leftovers that never materialize...
renniekins From: renniekins Date: February 25th, 2003 01:56 pm (UTC) (Link)


Well, it's not so bad when it's because I already ate the leftovers. What's truly truly annoying is when I carefully box up some leftovers, looking forward to enjoying them the next day, and then leave them in the restaurant!!! I hate that.
retepsnave From: retepsnave Date: February 25th, 2003 01:58 pm (UTC) (Link)


yes, that one is by far the worst!
I think that I recall you bemoaning that fact in a post months ago...
renniekins From: renniekins Date: February 25th, 2003 02:21 pm (UTC) (Link)
Yes indeed....It's true, it's true!
jeffreyab From: jeffreyab Date: February 25th, 2003 03:15 pm (UTC) (Link)

c Needs a second scraper!

Somebody needs to get C a scraper for the passenger.
renniekins From: renniekins Date: February 26th, 2003 03:45 pm (UTC) (Link)

Re: c Needs a second scraper!

Nah...he likes to do the gentlemanly thing and let the passenger wait in the car.
jeffreyab From: jeffreyab Date: February 27th, 2003 07:14 am (UTC) (Link)

Re: c Needs a second scraper!

Which is hard on ex scouts and modern women riding with him.
cannibal From: cannibal Date: February 26th, 2003 12:02 pm (UTC) (Link)
Heh heh... the Big Boy link is blocked as pornography... too many calories!

You neglected to mention the Committed newspaper comic that kicked all this off. Also your pride in me for remembering to call it Big Boy, and not Shoney's! I have really been consistently surprised and pleased at how good the food is at that Big Boy, as good as I remember it as a kid. I see that the ownership up here changed in 1990, and they're really trying to improve it.

It isn't the fact that you're using your hands that I mind, it is the fact that you are not getting in the car and permitting me to do the gentlemanly thing. It makes it worse that you get colder than me, never wear warm enough clothing, and have consistently freezing hands. It is precisely like me being bothered when you open a door for yourself and don't permit me to open it for you, which you will remember I also complained about on our way out of the restaurant.

renniekins From: renniekins Date: February 26th, 2003 03:39 pm (UTC) (Link)
ha...food porn!
(honestly I'm surprised that bigboy.com isn't a porn site!)

I know, I didn't fill in all the details. I liked the kind of abstract and ethereal way it came out. I should link the comic though....I'll do that.

The problem with doors is that I feel silly waiting in front of a door for somebody else to open it, when I'm perfectly capable of opening it myself. I'll try to get better at letting you do it when we reach a door at the same time, at least. I do appreciate gentlemanly gestures....

With the snow, it's mostly 'cause I know it bugs you. *grin* But also because I figure helping is only polite, and it will get the job done more quickly.
cannibal From: cannibal Date: February 26th, 2003 08:25 pm (UTC) (Link)
Grins, it does sound a little bit like one.

Yes, it was a lovely post.

Hrmph on the doors... and you do it because it bugs me! Heh. Darn you.
renniekins From: renniekins Date: February 27th, 2003 10:35 am (UTC) (Link)


Yay, I'm glad you liked it! (: (:

heeheehee...I can be trouble, I know.
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