it's a sign
in the past two days i've seen two of my loves on the street!
i walked past david remnick walking east on 41st street. i assume he was leaving the nytimes building which was right about where i saw him. we made eye contact and i thought, "i know him" and a split second later my head was screaming, "oh my god that was david remnick! i should stop him to tell him how much i love his magazine!" but then i'd look like a silly little girl and i must keep up the appearance of being a composed, classy gal.
then yesterday i saw a guy running down the sidewalk. here's a lesson folks, running on a nyc sidewalk isn't a great idea. there are too many people around to make something like that accident free. so i see this guy in a long black wool coat jogging down the sidewalk. i can tell he's running late for something because there's panic in his face. and while i'm noticing that panic i start panicking myself because "oh my god, that's joshua bell!" and so i start speed walking behind him. and before you call me a stalker, i wasn't stalking. i was walking south on broadway towards union square, in the same direction that he was speeding by. and i only "followed" him until we got to 19th which is where i had to meet em for dinner. and it's a good thing i had dinner plans because otherwise i definitely would have kept following him. and yes, THAT makes me a stalker.
2 people who played with me:
I didn't realize that the line between "stalker" and "chick just happening to be heading in the same direction who just feels like speeding up" is so fine.
stalking was only bad in the 80's...
now, it's totally acceptable.
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