Saturday, January 24, 2009

About 30 minutes ago, I got my groceries delivered the way I always do. The gentleman brought the groceries in my building, and then the elevator, and I got a good look at him, and I thought he looked familiar, and I told him as much. He said that I looked familiar too, and at this point it felt like a scene out of a gay porn movie, until it clicked in my mind who he was. His name is Troy, and when I was in high school, this dude used to work in my building. I can't remember whether he was a janitor or he worked in the cafeteria, but I remember he did something like that. All the students were between 14 and 18, and this dude was clearly 25 or 26, and even back then I remember thinking it was odd for someone so young, to be in such a position. I also remember being jealous because some of the better looking women wanted to have sex with him, and if my memory serves me correctly, some of them actually did.

Anyway I had not seen this guy since 1992, and now here he was in my kitchen delivering my groceries. He dropped them off, I signed for them, we shook hands, and then he went on his merry way. I wondered if he cared that 17 years ago he was either cleaning or cooking for me at my high school and now here he was serving me in a different way. I wondered if he was peace, and was it only me who was thinking about such things. Once we established we knew each other, there wasn't much conversation between us, which was odd. This is where thought balloons would come in handy.

I'd also like to thank my lady for allowing to clean our oven for the first time in my 34 years on this planet. I can say it was the single nastiest thing I have ever done, and next time I'm hiring someone to do it.

Devin the Dude, Snoop Dogg and Andre 3000 - What A Job

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