If you look up l'esprit d'escalier in the dictionary,
you may very well find a picture of me.
Personally, I think I'm pretty sharp, but when in need of a bon mot,
I'm usually a day late and a dollar short.
One morning last week, as we were ready to feed the calves, I surprised even myself with a quick comeback. It went something like this:
After carrying buckets and bottles of milk to the calf pen,
Pat swung open the outer gate.
-S-C-R-E-E-C-H-
"Wow! The gate is cranky this morning," she said.
My immediate response? "Well, I guess you'd be whining too
if you had to hang around here all day."
I don't think you should start calling me the comeback kid yet,
but it gave us a good early-morning laugh.
:-)
