I went to the theater with one of my wittier friends last night and as we waited in the lobby for the doors to open, she noticed that almost every woman there was wearing one of the suddenly popular, and usually unflattering, quilted goose down jackets.
“Hmmm,” she murmured, ” It looks like a room full of Michelin tires.”
This is the same woman who confessed she keeps misplacing her mobile phone and has to call herself from the landline several times a day.
“Yesterday when I was talking to my daughter, I suddenly thought I lost it again.” she said, ” and my daughter said ‘No, Mom. You’re talking on it.’ ”