my new friend's old friend
The night after the cold, cold movie I went out for drinks with old friends and a new one. He's over 29 so f'gedaboudit. (I'm soooo lying...we'll see).
In his east side, socially conscious sweetness, he gave someone who's freelance career was not proving to be as profitable as ours, some coinage. A few blocks later we ran into another down-and-outer. But this one proved to be my new friend's old friend. He has cancer. Lymphoma. The old friend. And plays the spoons exceptionally well. Despite this, the prognosis does not look good.
And so because I never give people on the street money, I gave him my movie pass from the night before. I think he really appreciated it.
I'm glad I pointed out to the manager how cold the theatre was. The old friend's experience will be much more enjoyable as a result.
In his east side, socially conscious sweetness, he gave someone who's freelance career was not proving to be as profitable as ours, some coinage. A few blocks later we ran into another down-and-outer. But this one proved to be my new friend's old friend. He has cancer. Lymphoma. The old friend. And plays the spoons exceptionally well. Despite this, the prognosis does not look good.
And so because I never give people on the street money, I gave him my movie pass from the night before. I think he really appreciated it.
I'm glad I pointed out to the manager how cold the theatre was. The old friend's experience will be much more enjoyable as a result.
posted by iorchid at 10:33 PM
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