I am rull weird today. Let us blame it on a weekend (and continuing week) of non-stop document review, for that is where the blame deservedly lies, and then talk about something more interesting.
Because I do nearly all said doc review in various coffee shops around Long Beach, (if you can’t control your activity, at least strive for a great atmosphere) I have become a gold medalist in People Watching. My devotion to this craft can get a little awkward, specifically when I’m on a date and cannot respond to M’s conversational volleys because I’m spying on the couple next to us. I cannot help it; I find other people unendingly fascinating and just want to be a fly on the wall for all the varieties of the human experience. So (obviously) I’ve been thinking about which specific experience I’d choose if I were forced to switch bodies with someone. Here are my preliminary thoughts:
The Elder Statesman
Pros: Little need for sleep, so can take over coffee shops when they open and spread the newspaper all over the mafia don table; nothing to do all day but read the New Yorker and drink black coffee; everyone assumes you’re wise.
Cons: Ear hair.
The Gospel Singer
Pros: Ability to turn a situation from mundane to prophetic and beautiful by humming a few bars of Amazing Grace; extra cardio from aisle walking/swaying; gorgeous music.
Cons: Unflattering robes.
I was just hoping someone could sift through all that and let me know what the best choice would be, in case I ever find myself in that situation. We all need to be prepared for any such cartoon opportunities, including having a safe-word with your significant other so that you can always distinguish the real them from the cyborg clone version. You are welcome for tonight’s fantastic dinner conversation.
(Dane weighs the possibilities)