I went to lunch today at this new place that has not been open that long. It is a steak house that is housed in a building that used to be a high priced not all that great food restaurant on a hill just off the highway that is hard to find unless you know it is there. I have gone there a couple of times for lunch and once found it to be closed, so I am not sure when they are open. Today they were open, and they were really busy.
My friend Matt, the other attorney in town, and I walked in and we could see a large crowd of older women eating lunch together. It is a bit strange to see that big of a crowd sitting together at lunchtime at any place in our small town, but this crowd was really strange. They were all wearing purple clothes and strange looking red hats. I did a bit of research about this, and it seems there actually is some society that was created due to a poem that was written. You can see the poem and get a bit of background about it here. As for the society, it seems there is not much to it, other than you have to meet and eat wearing purple clothes and funny looking red hats. As far as I could tell, even though they were wearing purple and were eating, they were not eating people, so I am almost sure they were not purple people eaters. None of them looked all that delicious to me, so I suppose I am also not a purple people eater. I tried to get a good reading on how Matt felt about the ordeal, but Matt is a bit hard to figure out. He might have been drooling a bit looking their way. We were sitting pretty close to a window and there was a bad glare flashing in my eyes when I looked in his direction.
I did not see any men there, so I suppose even if I found a nice purple suit and a red derby, I still would not be welcomed in the group. I suppose I could force my way into the group, the way they have forced girls into the boy scouts and such, but I never saw any problem with separating genders from time to time. In fact, if we could do it just at the right time more often, maybe there would be a few less babies being born before people were old enough to actually be parents.
Be forewarned, all of you. You too might find yourself surrounded at some point in the future by a lot of older women wearing purple dresses and weird looking red hats. Take it from me, they might look incredibly dangerous, but they really don't bite. At least the large group that I got mixed up with didn't.
If you think you might like to join, you might want to check out their official website.
Posted by notGeorge at October 8, 2003 09:01 PM | TrackBackHmmm....I hope to have a few more decades before I join the purple dress brigade (though mom is 72 and she still wears jeans and tank tops, so maybe I've got 30 years at least....)
Posted by: Susie at October 9, 2003 05:26 PM