Robert Woods (A Local Dude)
The other day I was sitting in a cool coffee shop,
Ethiopian java flowed from a beaker
And I stirred it with a little spoon
To keep the flavor just right.
The window seats were open,
So I sat with my photography book, Ansel,
And read while watching the foot traffic
All turn into this very cool coffee shop.
A group of moms came in
Three went to order
With the fourth taking the seats
They were in prime eavesdropping distance,
Not that proximity mattered,
They were loud
Like they had just left a rock concert.
And they could talk,
The four of them were talking at once
Each involved in all of the conversations
As full participants.
They were unhappy, too.
Their husbands wanted sex too much,
Their jobs as moms were never ending,
Their nails were hideous.
There weren’t fans of the schools either.
Two were mad at teachers,
One hated her son’s coach,
And the other laughed as her kids were out of school
She didn’t like the district
When her kids were there either.
The general consensus being,
School is annoying.