At last nights vernissage Mr. P and I walked around the gallery just after the show opened and checked out all the art work. On our second pass around Mr. P noticed that someone had placed a red sticker on my tag.
Mr. P.: "Why is there a red sticker on your tag?"
Me: "That means it sold."
Mr. P: ".....no, really. Why is there a red sticker on your tag?"
Me: "Because it sold."
Mr. P. "Are any of your relatives here?"
Me: "It wouldn't surprise me, but that would just be depressing."
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