Dear Mitt: Dat's a no-brainer. Just make yer goddam mind up and stick to it. Do you want da dog kennel inside or out on da roof with your wife? Is she still OK up there? Beats me how she's stuck with you for 35 years. Remind me: Did ya want to go to Bloomingdales, or was it John Allan's for a trim and a root touch-up? Well, which is it? Sheesh! Make yer goddam mind up, Mitt. I gotta take a right turn here or fuggeddaboudit and go straight down 5th for another three blocks. Make a goddam decision, buddy. Tick tock, flip flop. Okay here we are at John Allan's. You givin' me da fare plus a buck? You call that a tip? Make yer mind up, Mitt, I can't stop here all day. Two bucks? Three bucks! Now that's decisive thinking. Don't forget the wife and the dog. See ya. --Cabby.
