2004-08-18 - 9:37 a.m.

Here follows another New York scene, one of those I do not wish to repeat (this is nothing like the day I got to walk the little old lady across the street).

Setting: Croton Falls MetroNorth station, 7:30AM

Personnage: Me

Scene: Low-rider car goes slowly by. I am ogling its wheels, wondering if they're just low-profile or if they really are as flat as they look, when I hear this incredibly literate remark from the passenger side of the car:

"How *you* doin'?"

I almost threw up. I mean, this remark is fine on a sit-com but god, in real *life*? Sheesh. Does that actually work for anyone?

My pithy rejoinder:

"Your tires are flat, you shit."

Yes. Good morning to you too.

Grumble grumble.

 

 

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