Wednesday, March 24, 2010

Exercise

One of these things didn't actually happen. Guess which one!:
  1. I was on a walk with Warden this afternoon, and I walked by a young lady listening to music and reading The Brothers Karamazov. I guess I have gotten over my amazement at how people do this--are they listening to music, or reading?--but I still like to ask them about it. Usually, they can't hear me so they don't respond, which is probably what I want to happen anyways. This girl said she wasn't listening to anything, that she wore headphones so people wouldn't bother her. She said this with a smile and tone that I found impossible to interpret. I asked her what she thought she would be listening to if she were listening to music. She said Suicidal Tendencies. I got home and looked them up.
  2. I was bending over to pick up some "business" that Warden had made. I guess I didn't have the grip on him that I thought I did, and when he tried to chase after a squirrel that he saw, he pulled me down and my knee went totally into the "business".
  3. I delivered the paper to one of my older customers this morning. I had continued on with my route, when I heard him calling after me. "Curt," he said, visibly upset. "The date's wrong on my paper!" "Let me take a look, Mr. Tobin." The date was right. He insisted I cancel his subscription. Maybe he's sick.
  4. I was done with my route, and was driving past the courthouse when I saw some people marching around with signs. It was a tea party protest, I guess in response to the passing of the health care bill. I felt like talking to some people, so I parked and started hanging out with the crowd. I started talking to an older gentlemen (he said he was 84!) with one of those baseball caps with a transparent window where you can display something personal. The window had a seedy picture of a young woman with very large knockers. I asked if it was his wife. He said it was his granddaughter.
  5. I was listening to Live at Massey Hall, which I'd not heard yet. I had had a good day, and most days lately have been good days. But A Man Needs a Maid came on, and I started crying.

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