I called him crazy at first too, but I’m allowed to, I’m his sister.

03Apr08

 

Restaurant Manager – “Hi, your waitress said you where hearing some sort of beeping noise?”

Jesse – “Yes, from up there.” *points to the overhead trellis and canopy*

Valancy Jane – “Lemme walk you through this a bit quicker. We’ll all sit here for a moment. You won’t hear anything. You’ll look at him questioningly. He’ll start moving his fingers in time with what he hears. You’ll think he’s lost it. You’ll tell him politely that you can’t hear anything. He’ll insist that if you just listen harder when he points, you’ll hear it. This will continue until such a time as there are no boats passing, no waitresses passing, and the couple at the next table quiets down to take a bite. Then suddenly, you’ll hear something, kinda. Let’s just skip ahead to that.”

Manager – “Ok. New table, folks?”

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