Sunday, September 19, 2004

Report No. Bklyn - 2

People, they say: "Come back on Sunday." They say: "The manager is not here today."

No matter where you go, no matter whether it looks like a hip or a dive bar, you know you'll probably have to come back here at least one more time to get anything done. Getting anything done generally means hearing, "I'm sorry," "Come back from time to time."

Today, the City was ungrateful. Her streets were cold and rainy and windy. After a sleepless night, you don't want to go out there, trying to look your best. Looking pathetic. You know that before you've reached the elevated subway you'll be drenched. Trying to look your poor-ass best in the weak light till you reach the bar. The restaurant. The 24/7 laundry.
Why bother? Wet in the rain then frozen in the subways' AC. You get the idea. Just to hear, "We'll take your resume if you want." To hear, "We'll give you a call."
From your informer in Bed-Stuy, Brooklyn, NY.
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