Monday, January 27, 2014

Miniskirts and Ibsen


Colorado Springs, October 2013

   I'd been following the sun, trying to extend summer into October. It was working pretty well, I'd left cold, drizzly Minnesota and my streak of good weather had lasted for a week. I was headed down Colorado Avenue–the Arts district– sharing the sidewalk with other tourists and a mini-skirted model. Life was good.

   I stopped in a Goodwill store and ended up in the book section. A group of people were nearby, discussing the store's layout. A woman in the group saw me browsing and asked  point-blank: "What are you looking for in books in a Goodwill?"

   I was holding a collection of Ibsen's plays. We chatted a bit, she seemed genuinely interested in what I had to say. I mentioned that I was on the hunt for works by Scandinavian authors. Suddenly, the only man in the group, evidently sensing that his authority was being undermined,  "took charge of the conversation" by sarcastically interjecting "How's that workin' out for ya?"

   I put the Ibsen down and walked out.

   A used book, even if it was Ibsen, isn't worth getting into a pissing match with some yahoo.

By Professor Batty



3 Comments:

Blogger oroboros said...

Thank god for yahoos; otherwise we'd have to fill in! :o)


Blogger Jono said...

I think it's wonderful that most morons identify themselves so quickly. It saves so much precious time.


Blogger Professor Batty said...

Odd how the person who knows the least says the most…