Smiles, without a whyMay 11, 2006 9:04 pm
Walking north on Cass around midnight, I see a drunken homeless man deliberately on a trajectory to intersect me. I prepare myself for any potential hostility and pull off my headphones because I can see that he is trying to say something to me. I don’t break stride:
Man: Yo, Saddam
Me: I’m sorry, what? (I really didn’t hear what he said)
Man: You Saddam right? Saddam Bin Laden right?
Me: [laugh]
Man: You look just like him; Saddam Bin Laden right?
Me: word
Man: Yo man, how you keep them planes in the air?
Me: I don’t know man
Man: Oil right? Why you holdin out?
Me: word
had a similar experience recently, except the perpetrator was an elderly white man in a Green Beret – you know, a Green Beret.
man: (breaking into a huge smile and tipping his hat) Born Free!
me: (walking) uh, Sure.
not as good as yours, but it’s nice to know that while you are being accosted for being Saddam bin Laden, I am being mistaken for the likes of the Bush twins…
Comment by sarah — May 14, 2006 @ 9:48 am