Come on, Mr. Lincoln! Take your best shot!
So tonight I decided to go see Children of Men after work. The movie starts at 7:50. I get off at 7:00 and got down to the theatre by 7:15. Clearly I had some time to kill so I decided to stop at the Burger King a little bit further down State St. for some dinner.
So I go in, order my food, get my drink, yada yada. They call my number to pick up my food and when I’m up at the desk I see this guy ordering. Middle-aged black male, old ratty jacket, red knit cap… and next to his feet sits a plastic grocery bag containg two 40oz bottles of malt liquor. My good amigo, the story does not end there.
I have my food and pick a spot to sit. A strategically placed table near a corner of the building allows me to watch television while I eat; I sit down. I get to have my first ever taste of American Idol. Meanwhile, the black fellow with his sack of dreams gets his food: a sandwitch and an order of fries. He sits down in the seat behind me, way back in the corner. Starts eating his food, and then cracks open one of his 40s to help wash it all down. It gets better.
All of a sudden he starts talking to someone. He doesn’t have a cellphone, and he came in alone. Ok, so he’s got an imaginary friend. What’s wrong with that? Nothing.
The most interesting part is the subjects of their conversation. The majority of it was dealing with what I think is a form of time travel. He mentioned the atomic mass of “gin”, its fluxuating wave lenghts, position in space-time, and something about a pot of coffee. This must be some pretty high-profile business, as he was quoted in saying “Thats just what the corporation wants you to do!”
It was all very interesting and educational. After he finished, him and his friend got up and left, still deep in conversation…and that was it. Perhaps I’ll meet this spectacular individual again in the future… FROM THE PAST!
btw – Children of Men was good. I highly reccomend it.
