Onward and upward,
Technology, we all extol its virtues, and most of the time it’s fab, but, how much of the tech we use is potential junk?
Choose yer words wisely,
Abe & the Elum
As Frank rose from his seat he accidentally nudged the table so the cutlery chinked and the table legs scraped loudly on the terracotta tiled floor. The two teenage girls who were sitting next to him stifled giggles and glanced at each other, leaning in to share some secret joke, presumably at Franks expense.
Eddie was watching and that damn dog was still baring those little white bastard teeth. Frank now wished he had eaten his eggs, at least as a condemned man he would have had a last meal.
The door from the kitchen opened and the plump waitress Frank had thought looked mildly like the love child of Marilyn Munroe and John Malkovich entered the dining area carrying a tray of pancakes and maple syrup covered in ice cream. Chewing her now tasteless gum she yelled out,’Who ordered the number fifty seven?’…………
A middle aged couple replied with a muted acknowledgement and the waitress pushed passed Eddie. Trinket snarled at the waitress who berated Eddie about keeping his dog under control.
Frank meanwhile had slipped unnoticed from his table and was quietly heading for the toilets…..almost within door handle reach Eddie had caught sight of Frank and tutted. He set the little dog down and calmly said to it,’Go get him’………………….