This morning as I was walking down Main Street toward the theater, a homeless-looking man moved into my peripheral vision and the first words out of his mouth were, “Boss man!” He was black (the relevance of which I'll address momentarily) and I said “No thanks” without so much as looking at him. I kept on walking. He replied somehow, but I try not to hear the parting shots.
Tuesday, January 26, 2010
Boss man
This morning as I was walking down Main Street toward the theater, a homeless-looking man moved into my peripheral vision and the first words out of his mouth were, “Boss man!” He was black (the relevance of which I'll address momentarily) and I said “No thanks” without so much as looking at him. I kept on walking. He replied somehow, but I try not to hear the parting shots.
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