Burgers Don’t Make You Cry
Posted on June 8, 2008 - Filed Under Life, assclowns, life metaphor
I almost cried
when they forgot my burger
The girl was mean
and snippy
Which didn’t help
but that isn’t why
I almost cried
It was the one man
who kindly asked
“How are you doing?”
It made me think
of how I was doing-
Not good
would have been
the correct answer
Instead, I forced an
‘appreciate your asking’ smile
and turned away
Let them think
I almost cried over
a stupid-ass burger
Better that than
share my pain
Strangers don’t like that
Makes them uncomfortable
Don’t want to peek into the windows
of your life
Lest they see something
that makes them reach
out and connect
Lest they turn their attention
to an intersection not
named ME
I ate my burger
moved to a
different table
letting them all think
burgers can make
people cry
Leaving them with a
story they could take home
with them
when they needed some small talk.
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Ha! Ha! Ha! I love this Annie! Most excellent! I’m sure that’s exactly what they were thinking as he switched tables crying! Dang burgers!
Yep, dang burgers!
Annie
I ate a burger that made me cry once. But it had some very hot jalapenos on it.
Seriously though, I wish you well and an ease to your pain. Take care darlin’.
Evyl, I had no idea that was you in the Carl’s Jr’s commercial. Duh - it was so obvious now that I think of it.
Annie
PS: News…Kelly said her first words yesterday.
And yet, sometimes sharing the pain lightens the load so much.
Beautifully written as always Annie.
Much love to you xxx
You’re right, sweetie, it does.
xo
Annie
Hi WC,
When strangers ask me how I’m doing, I always describe the pain and suffering associated with my latest hemorrhoid flareup. So far, no one has made the mistake of inquiring twice
Oh, and would you be so kind as to define assclown? Websters seems to have missed that one, and inquiring minds want to know.
the Grit
Hey Grit,
good strategy - I should have thought of that. No def for assclown in Wiki? I’m surprised…perhaps this post will clarify it for you.
Annie
Beautifully written. I’ve been there too.
Well, it’s nice to know I wasn’t singled out but sad to know it happened to someone else too.
WC
ROFL at the Grit’s comment.
I’ve cried over a NON-burger situation too. I hate it when I do that.
Yes, crying over food is really a pain in the arse, ain’t it?
A
I’d have a burger and a cry with you any day, girl. And you’ve “been there” an awful lot for others lately so it’s okay for you to let some emotion out. It’s best to let some out rather than to dwell on it too much. You are doing a fabulous job holding things together for your friend and her family. Let them be there for you too! And please know we are here for you as well. I am so happy to hear that she has said her first words. Good thoughts, vibes and prayers are still coming!
Aw, thanks Teens.That sounds kind of good, actually, crying in our burgers together (of course we’ll make yours a veggie burger). I have to call Kelly’s mom today to see where things are at, now that she has spoken. I’ll keep you posted. If you want to see the play by play by Stuart it’s on Kelly’s blog.
Hugs,
Annie
Yeah, I really hate those soggy burgers. But so glad to hear your friend is improving. Hang in there. Better days are coming.
Hey 30!
Thanks, I think you’re right. I’m hoping I can get back up there once her PT starts. She’ll need lots of help then.
Annie
The last six lines of the second strophe, oh my Lord, so perfect and sad and true.
i don’t even look at people’s eyes fearing i’ll give them too much.
Folks probably think i’m shady-mcgrady but i’m just a fraidy cat.
Well written, Chica. Just real and honest.
i am still praying for you, Kelly and her family. It’s wonderful that she’s talking, God bless her. i also pray that she’s not doing too much.
Take care, loverly.
You know, Christine, I knew you’d relate to this one. I worry too that she might be trying to do too much. She has such a strong will - her saving grace and her worst enemy at once. I’ll know more once I’ve spoken to her mom.
Hugs,
Annie
I can’t even begin to tell you just how much I like this.
There’s a darkness here that is almost delicious.
Wonderful. Somewhat sad, but wonderful (to me, anyway)
Want a fortune cookie?
~m
I had to laugh when you used delicious to describe the darkness. But, maybe we shouldn’t go there.
Stop with the fortune cookies - I still don’t get it after your explanation. And yeah, I love Chinese food.
Me no get it.
Annie
Hi WC,
Actually, I use a real dictionary just to keep in practice. Your post, however, was greatly informative and jogged my memory on the subject. Between an aging brain and thinking the term was “ass clown,” it’s not surprising that it slipped my mind.
the Grit
Hi Grit,
For one with an aging brain you’re doing pretty damn good, if you ask me. I’ve seen duller minds in think tanks.
WC
Oh, Annie. Such great news that your friend is doing better.
This piece made me smile .. There was no laughter, but just a feeling inside that things are going to be okay. And then I read the comment to Evyl (I believe) that she spoke.
That is sooo wonderful!
Hey Red,
Yeah, ain’t it great? I’ll be going up again, later this summer - hopefully, she’ll remember me. Or she’ll just end up making a new friend, eh?
Hugs,
Annie