The three girls

So I finished putting on my shirt. Then I got all ready and went down in the elevator to the lobby to see what was going on. Except from a few pimply-looking guys, and a few whory-looking blondes, the lobby was empty. But you could hear the band playing in the lavender room, and so I went there. The band was putrid. Buddy Singer. Corny brassy. In fact nobody was around my age. There were these three girls around thirty or so. The blonde one was cute, so I started giving her the eye. I ordered a scotch and soda but the goddam waiter wouldn’t serve me so I just ordered a coke. I started giving the three witches at the table next to me the eye again. All they did was start giggling like morons. I really felt like dancing, I asked them if they wanted to dance. They started giggling some more. Finally the blonde one got up to dance with me. I kept on complementing her but she wasn’t even listening to me. She was looking all around the place. She was a real moron. But what a dancer. She started jitterbugging with me, but just nice and easy, not corny. Girls, Jesus Christ. They can drive you crazy.