On my way back from Bible study last night, I saw three old White men doing things that seemed like opening scenes of short stories.
One was standing in a dark doorway on Powell Street showing his penis to tourists.
One was standing on a corner belting out to himself "If You're Happy and You Know It."
One tumbled down the stairs at the BART station. (He was okay, he said, just embarrassed.)
I told my roommate when I got home, and he said, "Old White men doing weird things: The story of San Francisco."
One was standing in a dark doorway on Powell Street showing his penis to tourists.
One was standing on a corner belting out to himself "If You're Happy and You Know It."
One tumbled down the stairs at the BART station. (He was okay, he said, just embarrassed.)
I told my roommate when I got home, and he said, "Old White men doing weird things: The story of San Francisco."
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