She continues the conversation with her friend. "I'm at a place called Public Telephone."
Friday, May 21, 2010
But there is a 25-cent cover charge
A woman walks into Sophie's early one recent evening. She sits down and orders a drink. She pulls out her phone and calls a friend. "Do you want to come meet me? I'm in your neighborhood." But she doesn't know where she is exactly. She goes outside to find the name of the bar. "Sophie's" doesn't appear anywhere out front. The women studies all the signs in the window for a moment and comes back in.

She continues the conversation with her friend. "I'm at a place called Public Telephone."
She continues the conversation with her friend. "I'm at a place called Public Telephone."
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absolutely priceless
oh jesus. that is priceless, indeed.
That's funny. btw--I ran into Bob Arihood yesterday and he is well
you mean her iphone could not tell her where she is -- she probably didn't have an app to see for that
wow, hilarious.
This is my favorite EVG post ever.
OK, that's pretty adorable.
Does anyone else ever get Sophie's and Joe's confused in their head or is it just me?
At least she didn't say she was at the Pabst Blue Ribbon bar.
At Erin: Talk about confusing. You can always spot the frat boys walking into Sophie's who suddenly realize that they made a mistake. Someone asks, "Is this the Ace Bar?"
Oh, the stupidity!
"didn't have an app for that." very good.
Haha! Best post today.
Awww, that's cute. :)
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