While sitting at a Starbucks this morning in Southeast Portland, I looked over and saw that the man to my left was wearing roller skates, not roller blades, not a skate board, but regular old fashion four wheels and ties up the front, roller skates. Upon noticing this I pushed my lower lip against my top one causing it stick out a bit as I questioned (in my head of course) any possible reason why this would surprise me. It’s Southeast Portland. He turned to look at me with an attitude of “what are you looking at?” I wanted to say, “Really? You come in here with roller skates on and pretend that people aren’t going to look at you and that you don’t want them to? Are you telling me that you are roller skating around town because it’s the best mode of transportation for you? Or that its for exercise, cause you’re not exactly in work out gear. And while we’re at it,” this is where I would really catch my stride, “for the record you’re in Starbucks. This crowd in here is not impressed with your irony. For that you’ll definitely have to go to one of the independent coffee shops where they refuse to smile at you when you place your order and instead roll their eyes because you ordered decaf.” I could see my hand forming in the proverbial “Z” shaped snap as I gave him the what-for. Fortunately he turned back around before I could slip into my completely snarky attitude. I went back to what I was working on thinking, “hmmm...lucky for him.”
Wednesday, September 28, 2011
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