Monday, October 20, 2014

Paranoid Is a Great Song by Black Sabbath

I'm sitting at the coffee shop today - drinking coffee that I bought from that coffee shop . . . and you knowhat bugs the crap out of me?  There are a bunch of restaurants right around the corner from this multi-national, fantastically wealthy coffee company, and sometimes when it's really busy some of the overflow people come with their restaurant lunches and sit at the coffee shop tables and DON'T BUY A COFFEE!  Really annoys me.  It doesn't seem to annoy any of the coffee shop employees which is kind of annoying.

Paranoid:  Exhibiting extreme and irrational fear or distrust of others.

The point I started to make  - should you care to know the point what that point may be  - is that this scraggly looking kid blows by the table and asks for a buck so he can take the bus.  I fish out four quarters and fork 'em over.   "Thanks, man, you're a lifesaver," says the kid.   Kid disappears, leaving me to wonder did he mean six-bag of cheap beer bus or couple of joints of cheap pot bus?  I'm kind of paranoid that way and kind of not grateful for any of the good things that I have so I immediately assume I'm being taken advantage of and for a buck!  A buck!!  Nearly 1/3 of the cost of my coffee.

I read my paper.  I drink my coffee.  I turn around and look across the street and see scraggly looking kid sitting at the bus stop.  

D'oh!

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