Big-Ass Tits

This will be a short post because it's just a small thing I need to get off my chest. So to speak.

On our third to last night in Amsterdam, Fred and I found a sweet spot for dinner and made a reservation for later that evening. Particularly nice about this spot was the restaurant across the street—meaning we had twice the people-watching opportunities.

We noticed a lot of English-speaking people around us—English speakers with accents though, not Americans or British. There are so many ex-pats from all over in Amsterdam, that you often hear English being spoken as the one common language among friends.

Behind and over my left shoulder was a young couple talking, in English. She was doing most of the talking and was very hip and sort of a little bit edgy. He just listened and responded with a few words here and there. She seemed way cooler than he. They seemed to be coming upon some kind of separation. She was going to be away for a while. My theory is that she was trying to seduce him and talk all sexy to make sure their last night was a doozy and that it would maybe keep him waiting for her. Once I heard the phrase "with those big ass tits," I was hooked on more eavesdropping... but sadly didn't get much more intel. I just knew she trying really hard to titillate him.

Now, a bit of background: Fred and I spend a LOT of time together. He's been on sabbatical since December 2019. I work from home. We are together ALL DAY every day and every night. During the month of July, we're abroad together and do spend a good chunk of our days apart, and consequently have lots to catch up on over drinks and meals. We take a lot of photos during our time apart, and share them with each other, asking for or offering suggestions for cropping, editing, retouching, whether to post or not to post. This is how we share an interest.

About 10 minutes before we asked for the check, this young woman decided that her new subject to rattle on about to her captive audience was how she's noticed "older couples who just look at their phones while at dinner." ARRGGHHHHHHH.  Fred and I had both been doing that, but it was not the anti-social, old couple, stale marriage bullshit this young little chickie thought she was such an expert on. I was super irked so I made Fred kiss me long and several times publicly over our little table before we left. That'll teach her not to judge.

The view of the other restaurant. (And there's the girl's ARM on the left!!!)

My amazing meal. Sea bream and crispy shrimp.

This is our restaurant—pic from Pinterest. VOLT is the name of the place.