Watching midday traffic go by in the parking lot of a KFC...
A typically 'done-up', 'slammed down' car pulls into the available slot next to my car. The driver, a young greek male(!), is escorted towards the entrance by an entourage of aspiring goddesses who all seemed to have been uniformed by Dotti...
Goddess 1: Hey guys do you know what ten percent of $6.20 is?
Goddess 2: Isn't it sixty-two cents?
Goddess 1: Are you sure?
God: Calculating the GST for a twister meal are ya?
