Sunday, September 1, 2013

Public Displays of Affliction

The bus seems to be taking it's sweet-ass time arriving, and I take the opportunity to work on a knot in Katie's neck she got riding a roller-coaster last night.

As I'm working the muscles in her shoulder, trying to get them to relax, two Hasids working late on a Sunday come out of the building, and one visibly stiffens in outrage at the sight of my wife's bare arms in a tank top, not to mention me rubbing her back.

"Go home!" he shouts, waving his hands, adding, "You're indecent!"

"Get some therapy!" I shout back.

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