Let’s start with last night.
As you know I don’t have many friends.
I can’t really say why. I’m pretty delightful.
Anyway back to what I was saying. I can’t be that choosy so when a friend is disgusting and shallow and crappy I stay mum.
I won’t mention the name of the person I’m talking about because I wouldn’t want to hurt David’s feelings.
Many evenings at about 5 o’clock he calls me and we have cocktails together.
Last night he said that he was expecting a call from the richest man in Australia so he may have to hang up.
Why is he calling you?
A mutual friend of ours just died and he wants to commiserate with me because we are both truly saddened by this.
Then he says “While I have him on the phone I’m going to bring up a really good deal that I’m sure he’d want to invest in.”
“Are you nuts?” I suggest. “You can’t do that. This is the a call of sympathy not business”
“That’s what I thought too but I figured out a way to bring it up. I’ll say that Frank’s (we’ll call him Frank) dying words were. “Be sure and tell Clark (we’ll call him Clark) about that great investment David has”. He loved us both and and I guess he wouldn’t want you to miss out on a sure thing”
Then I watched one minute of the Debate.
I immediately turned it off and watched an old episode of ‘Psych’ to clean my brain.
As if things couldn’t be worse they turned the a/c off in my building.
About 5 years ago I gave my Super my standing air conditioner because I was afraid that the landlord would find out I had it.
It cost about $300 but did I ask him to pay a penny? No because I am a giver.
This morning I take my sweaty self and Debby out for a walk and as I pass the lobby my Super’s wife, who is our doorwoman is on the house phone and she stops me and says “Lester wants to talk to you. Oh he doesn’t want to talk to you he just wants me to tell you that it’s too chilly in his office.”
I just walk away refusing to take the bait.
That is for about a minute.
Then I continued my walk thinking that my day had to get better.
I was walking across 57th Street when a young woman WITHOUT A MASK pointed to my BLM shirt and said “That’s a terrorist organization”.
She walked away before I could educate her with a “Put on a mask cuntface” when I decided to be open minded.
Maybe she’s right. I have noticed several Black peopled hurting cop’s knees with their necks. And there have been untold stories about Black people stealing much needed police bullets in their bodies.
I walked home a shadow of the person that left my apartment and just as I was arriving home a pretty old woman walking hand in hand with her husband said “Good for you” to me.
I still need a little zen