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Last night Fairfax City had its fireworks display (so as not to compete with the D.C. display). We were walking among a large crowd to the high school to see the show, and I chanced to hear (it was impossible not to, really, as she was walking right niext to me, and speaking quite loudly) a young girl bragging to another girl, about a young man, who, upon hearing that she would not go out with him, ran into the bathroom at school, and started banging his head against one of the mirrors, and everyone in the school knew about it. She was laughing about it. I looked at her in curiousity as she went by, she was ordinary looking as far as I could tell, and the other girl did not respond. And then the rest of her party passed me, one of them a man I assumed was either her father, or the other girl's. I was wondering why he did not reproach her for the unkindness in recounting the tale, and whether he, too, thought it was a great coup. |
