|The Marshall House|
On days when nobody stops in I go mad with boredom.
As they were getting ready to leave the girl said, "You're English, aren't you?"
"Nope. I'm American. I was born in Philadelphia."
"But you speak as if you were English. 'Mad with boredom.'"
"Ah. That. I'm a writer," I said.
It seems to explain a lot when I tell people I'm a writer. I can get away with all kinds of things.