Today Ed and I spent the day in Mystic, CT with my cousin Ro and her boyfriend Brian. After a little shopping, we came across a cute little coffee shop and popped in for a latte. In the shop there were photographs lining the walls, all for sale. Ro, having a lifelong interest in photography, had just come back to the table after viewing the collection.
Brian and I were deep in conversation about their trip to Italy and Ro, knowing that Ed also likes photography, pointed out a few pictures for him to go look at. He got up and followed her instruction while Brian and I continued our conversation
A few moments later, Ed comes back to the table and says, "See that guy over there?"
"Yeah" we all say in unison.
"Well, I'm looking at the pictures and I hear him say something to me. I'm like, 'what?' and the guy mumbles again. So I move a little closer to him and again I say, 'what?'. He is still mumbling, so I move a little closer still, until I finally hear what he's saying."
The guy was sort of strange looking, eyes darting around as he moved from chair to chair, up and down, pacing as if he was waiting for a coffee or something. We later find out that the guy also tried to talk to Ro, but she ignored him and finally just walked away. She's a New Yorker, so she knows to ignore weirdos. Ed is from Texas and you know how those Suthun' people are just plain neighborly to everyone; which is precisely why he got sucked into this crazy exchange:
Crazy Guy: "I control the President."
Eddie: "What?"
Crazy Guy: "I control the President."
Eddie: "Which President?"
Crazy Guy: "President Bush."
Eddie: "How do you control the President?"
Crazy Guy: "I'm the Holy Spirit. I tell him what to do."
At this point, Ed has realized that he's made a dastardly mistake trying to carry on a conversation with a crazy person. He looks over at us to plan his escape, saying "What??" in our direction, acting as if we had beckoned him, and comes scurrying back over to the land of sanity.
We all cracked up at his telling of the story because all three of us said, "WHY did you even TALK to him???"
Ed responded, sort of flustered yet trying to defend himself, "I don't know. I didn't know. He looked normal."
In reality, I think we were all surprised that Ed didn't just say, "Ohhh, no wonder the country is so fucked up. You're the one."
5 comments:
It's good to know that someone you know is not as caloused as you seem to be.
....wouldn't we say that anonymous is that annoying person who keeps saying negative things about you?...doesn't she have a life?...if she KNEW you she'd know you were far from caloused, for why then would Big Ed be so in love with you?...grrrr...idiots all around us, what can we do but allow them to breathe,and keep them in our prayers,....MAE
Jeez Anonymous needs to get a life! WTF!!! She (guess) sounds like a scorned woman, or one who has no
control over who her son LOVES...am I right?!?!?!
Grace
Now I get it! You thought it was Dick Cheney!! How funny; I'm a little slow, I guess.
Ummm Anonymus #1, normally I wouldn't waste my time replying to somoeone who clearly doesn't understand this blog, but I don't appreciate serious stabs at the woman I love. Freedom of speech is one thing, but you stretch the limits of whether or not anonymus posters should be allowed to comment in here. If you understood the post you would clearly see the humor in it. Maybe you should find something else to do with your time that is more constructive since you seem to have an abundance of it.
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