Verbal Amusement

While sipping a tall cold beer and waiting on my order of hot-naked wings with ranch to go, I overhear this conversation between the hottie female bartender, and a balding customer to my right.

It started with the gentleman complaining about having a bad hair day (har, har) though it was raining cats and dogs outside. This comment led, somehow, to did the bartender have a problem with bald guys?

Which led to the bartender's confessing that she had dated a bald guy for a year but they broke up because she never "gave up the goods". After many male groans of disappointment ( I had to join in on that) it turns out that the former boyfriend had lots of hair all over the rest of his body. Which led to the comment from the female bartender that she "just wasn't turned on by some big hairy 'Saskatchewan' guy" and as a matter of fact, it was gross!.

Thank goodness my wings came up so I could leave or I'd have laughed beer all over the bar. And one thing I've learned from years of drinking beer: You don't piss off the bartender.

I'm pretty sure our bartender wasn't a Canadian.

She seemed like a very intelligent young lady. But I think she meant "Sasquatch". Seeing as how I work with some Canadians, I'm wondering how, if at all, they would be offended by her comment. Or was she a Canadian and knew from experience that most Saskatchewan men are, in fact, quite hairy?

Of course, I'm easily amused. Just one of those life-moments that make me giggle. If I ever do get around to that "Great American Novel", I hope I can remember to include little scenes like that.