At the end of the night, we were just standing around in the parking lot talking about our first cars and we were just laughing. My stomach was hurting because of the Cajun Chicken Pasta so I tried not to laugh but it was hard not to. During all that, something came to my mind. I remembered what Juan said in his blog once. In THIS blog. Read the last sentence.
So anyway, back to the Silence. The four of us were just about done eating. Actually, were eating dessert. The three of them got a Molten and Carlos was kind enough to share his. When out of no where it seems, Juan asked Carlos how he was doing. Carlos quietly told us a few things and then came the awkwardness. The Uncomfortable Silence.
We were a pretty rowdy table up until that point. A minute or two passed when out of the silence came the slurping from Juan’s empty glass of water. Ah man. We just broke out laughing so hard. It was great.
So much fun.
I had to Bro I dont want anyone to feel uncomfortable @ church. I was just curious, felt like Kramer asking ?’s. Maybe we can help them somehow,
To tell you the truth even though you have made me uncomfortable so many times its helped in a weird way. So thanks Juan for being you. I shall call you Kramer from now on. Also thanks for being the first to comment on this and thanks Sal for writing about it. You guys sure aren’t shy about anything.:)My type of people.
and that will make you Elaine!
and that will make you jerry ha ha. You know now that I think about it Jerry fits you well.
@ lucy he’s costanza
i was in the pool!!!