Complicated and detailed travel plans were outlined in the noisy, bustling pub, none of which I could hear. Afterwards, in the quiet of the parking lot, I asked her where we were going. She looked at me as though I was a particularly sticky and odoriferous variety of shit she hadn't come across before, her withering reply clearly expressing her distaste at having to explain the obvious to a simpleton. She'd apparently mistaken poor hearing for stupidity.
I re-arranged my assessment of her abilities.
4/21/2022
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