Prick

“Drop off or pick up?” the rental car salesman asks me. “Pick up,” I reply. “Are you going through insurance?” “Yes. I already made a reservation.” “Just have a seat sir,” the clerk says. “I’ll be with you in a … Continue reading

War Crimes

It’s Saturday night and I’m waiting on a table of twenty adolescent girls celebrating their friend’s sixteenth birthday. The parents of the birthday girl are sitting with friends on the opposite side of the restaurant, ostensibly to give the teenagers … Continue reading