Subway Eat Fresh:  overcast sky.  I ask the Indian sub maker lady if she ever shops at Value Village.  She says no and asks why.  I tell her it’s the greatest place of all time.  She asks if they have Halloween gifts and I tell her yes they do and that they are affordable.  She’s smiling and says she might buy her kiddy’s costume there.  
Sit down at booth.  Someone behind me, really enjoying his food.  Making “mmmmm” noises as he eats.  Some time passes as I eat and send messages to women on PlentyofFish.com.  
I hear the voice behind me, mutter something to himself in an excited tone.  Right at that moment I look out the window at this old man in a yellow windbreaker, staring up at a Canadian flag across the street that’s attached to a flag pole on top of a 4 story building.  Either he’s looking at that or the sky.  Either way, he’s shouting and yelling at the flag and making sharp accusatory gestures at the sky/flag with his arm.
I turn around and the “mmmm” guy is looking at the old man too.  He tells me he’s seen the old man’s shuffling around downtown earlier.  We speculate on what could be the problem:  insanity, LSD, dementia, too much anger to hold in and so on…  It was actually hilarious but we both decided not to laugh because it isn’t something to laugh about.  The dude said that he hoped the old man had a caretaker.  I agreed.
Then the tattooed “mmmm” guy got up said “take care” and said “have a good day” to the elderly couple sitting in a booth in front of us.  
I want a fair maiden.
cashpiles out.

Subway Eat Fresh:  overcast sky.  I ask the Indian sub maker lady if she ever shops at Value Village.  She says no and asks why.  I tell her it’s the greatest place of all time.  She asks if they have Halloween gifts and I tell her yes they do and that they are affordable.  She’s smiling and says she might buy her kiddy’s costume there. 

Sit down at booth.  Someone behind me, really enjoying his food.  Making “mmmmm” noises as he eats.  Some time passes as I eat and send messages to women on PlentyofFish.com. 

I hear the voice behind me, mutter something to himself in an excited tone.  Right at that moment I look out the window at this old man in a yellow windbreaker, staring up at a Canadian flag across the street that’s attached to a flag pole on top of a 4 story building.  Either he’s looking at that or the sky.  Either way, he’s shouting and yelling at the flag and making sharp accusatory gestures at the sky/flag with his arm.

I turn around and the “mmmm” guy is looking at the old man too.  He tells me he’s seen the old man’s shuffling around downtown earlier.  We speculate on what could be the problem:  insanity, LSD, dementia, too much anger to hold in and so on…  It was actually hilarious but we both decided not to laugh because it isn’t something to laugh about.  The dude said that he hoped the old man had a caretaker.  I agreed.

Then the tattooed “mmmm” guy got up said “take care” and said “have a good day” to the elderly couple sitting in a booth in front of us. 

I want a fair maiden.

cashpiles out.

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