Posts tagged new york characters
Posts tagged new york characters
But then, he hated most places that were not New York; away from it over any period and he dried up with misery: to be elsewhere seemed a waste of time, an exile from the main current into sluggish by-streams where life was flat and spurious.
Spotted on the F train this morning: a woman with headphones poking through her tote bag, pulling out various cassette tapes, many hand-labeled, “CBS Mystery Theater.” She finally settled on a Simon and Garfunkel tape, which she then inserted into her first-generation Sony Walkman.
A young, sane-looking woman stopped me on the street, looking like she needed directions. “Excuse me,” she said, reaching toward my arm to show she was talking to me. “I wanted to ask if you had ever heard of God’s mother?”
She had a lisp. Or it’s possible she was actually asking if I had ever heard of “God the mother,” the way you hear, “God the father,” in a prayer or something.
I thought I had misunderstood. “I’m sorry?”
“God’s mother, from the Bible?”
I cut her off: “Oh, I’m not interested.”
That was a close one.
