Feb 28, 2006 20:08
I am drinking a tall glass of mango iced tea, the condensation coming down the sides(the same shit that ruined my night, freezing and wet in a tent yesterday). A man approaches me with a mouth full of fudgy brownie, and slides me a business card. It reads in red and black capital font "GETFELDMANDESIGN:visual communications" So I sit there thinking, okay, and wait for the little old man to swallow. Upon opening his little speaking hole, he intensely says, "you look like a strawberry." I say, "why, am I red or something?" And the little old man says, "No. It's just your hair and face and everything. You look delicious."
Me: "Ummmm okay thanks. I guess it's good to look like a strawberry," thinking "how the hell do you respond to that?"
Little man: "A perfect one. Like a perfect strawberry."
Me: Just a smile this time, no words, how long is this man going to humor me with this strawberry shit?
Little Man: "I'm a graphic designer and I only see visual. You are like a perfect symmetrical strawberry."
I am a strawberry. Got any jam?