Don’t Kid Him About His Ears
I was in L.A. last week and was meeting a client for dinner at Saam at the SLS Hotel. The client loved the place, especially the wagyu beef. I preferred Providence. I always had the black cod. I also liked the people at Providence better. More locals and fewer Hollywood types.
I decided to get wagyu beef cheeks. I was early and ordered a Bowmore 25, neat. I gulped it down. The amazed waiter asked if I wanted another. I did.
I was finishing the second Bowmore and the client had not yet shown. I wasn’t happy. Then Will Smith strolls in, laughing wildly as if he hadn’t slapped Chris Rock at the Oscars. I couldn’t help myself. I walked over and told him he had funny-looking ears. He stopped laughing. Looked at me and then slapped me across my face.
Photo via Pixabay. This story is fiction.
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