To those of you who commute and travel more or less the same route every day, have any of you got those regulars along your route like I have? There is the man in his 60s who walks against traffic on part of my route (Along Manning Rd which I can't offhand remember the new name of - into Che Guevara which was Moore Rd to go and get bread and the morning paper) and he wears the smartest little toupe you can imagine. It is a sort of russet brown, slightly more chestnut than I believe his own head of hair ever was but no matter.
He is dapper and brisk and I look forward to the weather eventually breaking into winter so that I can see him ditch the rug for a rather rugged flat cap. Don't think he balances the cap on the rug, just one layer at a time.
He hasn't ever seen me I am sure and I have been checking him out for over 7 years on and off. Was a stage when I didn't see him and he started to slip from my mind and then 2 weeks ago, there he was and I always say "You look so great, mate!" when I see him coz I am sure he thinks he looks good.
So the hamster wheel turns and we feel a bit flat, but there is comfort in routine. Mr X would love me for saying it as he is a great believer in routine and I mock him for it but there it is, a concession, they don't come along every day!
it's a funny thing really. often i bump into igor on my commute from home to the office. and every so often, dave. and i almost never stop to look at the view. i ought to, though.
ReplyDeleteNew Yorkers are very good at ignoring everything around them so I have tried to fit in (while actually staring open mouthed quite often...) but today as I was (as usual) running down the hill to the train - one of the PTA Fascists stopped and picked me up and said she saw me every day and had been meaning to give me a ride... at least I wasn't wearing a toupe...
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