Lunch yesterday went off nicely. The hosts were rather pleasent people and the food was just right. It was a nice change to have a simple holiday meal of salad, cheeses, fruit and warmed matza rather some big heavy meal. For the most part the company was good. There was another family with two toddlers who were well behaved and the one of the hosts' sons and another guest from Brooklyn. The guest from Brooklyn was alright, a little too chatty. The son was an a@&hole. O.K. What do I really think of him. My goodness he was not only an a__hole but a pretentious one at that. He presumes that his barely community college education and limited life experience have made him the smartest person in the room. Even at peak college career, I don't recall being that obnoxious. I didn't bother to engage with him. Not worth it. I did feel a little uncomfortable being there because it was a new environment. Despite the low key vibe, it seemed a little too casual for my taste. When I'm at a holiday meal, I don't like to feel that I'm at a state dinner at the White House, nor do like to make people feel that way. I prefer a more relaxed atmosphere but this to relaxed, like an ordinary mid-week lunch. Perhaps if I'm invited over again, it'll be a different ambience. Anyway, after the meal was over, I went home and chilled for the rest of the day. I've actually been enjoying the last day and half or so alone. No incessant chatter about the weather, declining body functions, or the grandchildren. Unfortunately, she'll be back this evening. Oh well, I guess I'll just have to go back ignoring mom.
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