Tomorrow is Only a Faye A-Dunaway

Can I just tell you guys a story that one time I was at Whole Foods and I was waiting in line at the Deli behind Faye Dunaway. She had her full on Norma Desmond turban/sunglasses@night look going on. She was ordering prosciutto and the deli worker was apparently inept at slicing the meat because she kept waving her finger at him and correcting his slicing technique. Now, you have to imagine that Faye probably has enough pills in her stomach to be technically considered a meal and she's shaking and drooling and her voice is warbling. She basically looks like a mix between a rabid dog and a schizophrenic I often see on Santa Monica Blvd./Crescent Heights. Regardless this deli guy is totally annoyed and cutting her meat and she keeps whispering "Paper thin....darling....paper thin". Creepy/Fabulous!