Friday, November 24, 2006

It's a Helluva Town


Two things happened tonight.

Once it grew dark and I'd had a decent nap, I decided to emerge from my little tower of solitude to meet Gus half way from work. During my brisk walk up Third Avenue, I was lightly shoved by a clean-cut man in his late thirties. He was running and nervously looking behind him. As he apologized profusely, I noticed the medium-sized ladies' purse in his left hand. It didn't match his outfit. Nice of him to be so concerned about my well-being after heartlessly snatching some poor woman's lifeline.

Gus and I met up and decided to eat dinner at a nearby restaurant. We were seated and given a basket of bread. Moments later, two girls in their mid to late teens approached our table and asked if they could have some bread. I was somewhat amused by their boldness but also annoyed by the fact that they were fucking hipsters, so my feelings automatically defaulted to the standard contempt and disgust I feel for those tasteless morons. Although I never said yes, one of the girls took a piece of bread from our basket and then went to the next table and did the same thing to an older, less forgiving couple. It's pretty sad that this is the kind of shit that's passing for fun these days. Sadder still, at least of those girls thinks she's really creative and unique because did "something different" while wearing clothes that look like they've been run over by a truck.

If you think I sound surly now, just wait until the holidays are really underway.



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