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people would go to the top of the mo untain to see what they could
drea m: But not me !
At one end of the island-depot was a sandwich shop with tables
at which customers could be seated while 50 meters away was a
takeout coffee shop with no place to sit. I have no doubt that the
reader already concluded that I did a double whammy , bought a
coffee, and sat down at the sandwich shop tables. Under the guise
of an old-timer intellectual, I couldn't imagine sitting there could
arose such antipathy but the story to unfold exceeded any
conceptual abstracts than could be painted on a canvas. The hairs
on the chinny-chin-chin and sociological extre mities stand on end
to hear it. Interpreters speak of the hair on chins of pigs as a n
evolutionary development fro m the ir having so mething to do wit h
goats.
Let's see, if an artist would sketch the scenery here' s what we'd
see. The table at which I s it has circular surface big enough for a
plate, saltshaker, and intended for a quick snack while waiting for
a bus. I sit in the chair that is faced to the street where the bus
stops for access and egress of the passe ngers. I'm looking at a two
way street with a long cultivated stretch in approach to the corner.
Actually, the business culture does not exert its presence around
bus stations in the USA, as is co mmo n where people rely on mass
transportation. If my cousin, Susanna, should come rolling around
the corner; fro m the left turn lane onto the street where I'm facing,
and similarly, if she co mes around the bend fro m the right on the
other side of the stretch, I'd see her and expect that she'll most
certainly see me.
The sociospheric pressure was strange, the subliminal cultura l
adaptations broadcasting No Leisure Allowed, and I causing static
by planting myself like a squatter, the extent of a two -hour wait.
Though not certain it wouldn't attract attention of the a uthorities,
so I lghit a joint and when finished stuck the roach in an ashtray
in place of a tip. The sandwich counter, as stated , is located at one
end of a ce ment island so me fifty meters long, with a s mall kitche n
in the middle while at the other end the shop where I purchased a
cup of coffee. Urban Aggravation is the condition to which all
modern city dwellers are subject, so there is nothing strange about
the haughtiness of people's te mperaments.
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