Pensamientos

Put on my new Hawaiian shirt, Bass shoes and socks, wore the good-smelling cologne and headed out to have dinner in the casino's fine dining restaurant last night. I was feeling like the cock-of-the walk as I ordered Napa Valley merlot and a petit fillet mignon. People kept staring at me, so I thought to myself "you must look extra-sharp tonight, you devil you!" A lady at the next table caught my eye, leaned toward my candlelit table, and whispered "Sir, there's a large tag on your shirt hanging under your arm"! Sure enough, like Minnie Pearl, I'd forgotten to remove a price tag and it was flapping in the breeze for all to see! Red-faced, I removed it and thanked the woman. So goes being puffed up and proud. my balloon was popped by a sales tag!