lord_steak
05-16-2003, 07:45 PM
I was reluctant to post this, but, had to. Two days ago, two really weird things happened.
There's this middle-aged man who plays banjo uptown (most other people would call it downtown, but in Athens, it's uptown), with a little collection basket, and plays right by the Wendy's there. A number of my friends and I call him "Banjo Man." Well, two days ago, at the solidiers' memorial statue on the College Green (not far from the Wendy's), he went ape-shit. My friends and I were right close, playing frisbee. Banjo Man was flipping off just about everybody, and screaming "Fuck you!" at the top of his lungs, about all sorts of things. The ones that really caught my attention were the "Fuck you and your food!" and "Fuck you and your money!" and "You get to fuckin' eat every fuckin' day!" Things some of us have taken for granted, he doesn't get. Weighs heavily on my conscience. Today, walking uptown, I saw that he had a notably smaller colleciton basket. I think I know what happened.
And the other happened at my job. I scoop ice cream at one of the campus dining halls, and seem to be one of the most popular people at that dining hall 'cuz of it. There's a group of semi-familiar to personally known faces that come by nightly, or almost nightly, that I call my regulars. One is this girl, we'll call her "Lisa." "Lisa" is a nice, attractive, and very polite young lady, who's talked to me frequently. The friend who came up with her talked to me for a bit after getting her ice cream, a not-so-uncommon occurance. Well, just as we were starting to close up, "Lisa" comes back up, gets another scoop (she's already had two), and as I hand her the bowl, she looks me straight in the eye and says "So, what did you think of my friend [name blipped out in case either find this site]?" I had to think for second; there's enough people that go past me in a night that I don't remember specific faces unless I actually know the character. And I remember her friend is a cute gal with nice eyes. I said something like "Yeah...she's cute." As "Lisa" began to walk off, I said to her "Are you trying to tell me something?" She laughed and innocently said "I don't know...." which instantly says to me "yes, you idiot, I am telling you something!"
I like this turn of events, though I know I'll probably blush or do something overt. Next time I see "Lisa," I'm gonna pull her aside and asked her to introduce me to her friend.
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There's this middle-aged man who plays banjo uptown (most other people would call it downtown, but in Athens, it's uptown), with a little collection basket, and plays right by the Wendy's there. A number of my friends and I call him "Banjo Man." Well, two days ago, at the solidiers' memorial statue on the College Green (not far from the Wendy's), he went ape-shit. My friends and I were right close, playing frisbee. Banjo Man was flipping off just about everybody, and screaming "Fuck you!" at the top of his lungs, about all sorts of things. The ones that really caught my attention were the "Fuck you and your food!" and "Fuck you and your money!" and "You get to fuckin' eat every fuckin' day!" Things some of us have taken for granted, he doesn't get. Weighs heavily on my conscience. Today, walking uptown, I saw that he had a notably smaller colleciton basket. I think I know what happened.
And the other happened at my job. I scoop ice cream at one of the campus dining halls, and seem to be one of the most popular people at that dining hall 'cuz of it. There's a group of semi-familiar to personally known faces that come by nightly, or almost nightly, that I call my regulars. One is this girl, we'll call her "Lisa." "Lisa" is a nice, attractive, and very polite young lady, who's talked to me frequently. The friend who came up with her talked to me for a bit after getting her ice cream, a not-so-uncommon occurance. Well, just as we were starting to close up, "Lisa" comes back up, gets another scoop (she's already had two), and as I hand her the bowl, she looks me straight in the eye and says "So, what did you think of my friend [name blipped out in case either find this site]?" I had to think for second; there's enough people that go past me in a night that I don't remember specific faces unless I actually know the character. And I remember her friend is a cute gal with nice eyes. I said something like "Yeah...she's cute." As "Lisa" began to walk off, I said to her "Are you trying to tell me something?" She laughed and innocently said "I don't know...." which instantly says to me "yes, you idiot, I am telling you something!"
I like this turn of events, though I know I'll probably blush or do something overt. Next time I see "Lisa," I'm gonna pull her aside and asked her to introduce me to her friend.
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http://www.unf.edu/~pynm0001/music/1.mp3Brave Sir Robin</a>
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