November 8th, 2005


I love Cambridge

This evening, on Mass Ave. just in front of the little graveyard near Cambridge Common, I saw the most surrealistically amusing scene.

A small (I'd guess 5'6"), roly-poly little guy with a granny shopping cart had just said something to a very tall, thin man (well over 6'). I didn't hear what he said. But I heard what the tall man said in response:

"What did you say to me? How DARE you speak to me like that, you LITTLE MAN!?" he roared. He was standing a foot or less away from the guy; in fact, he was bending over him as he yelled.

I have no idea what that was all about. I only heard one thing more: the little guy said, "What? I asked you a question, as a citizen..." and then I walked out of earshot.

I don't think I've ever heard anyone talk like that outside of a Twilight Zone or Perry Mason episode.

I love living here. Every day I see something I've never seen before. As miserable as I was when I lived in Atlanta, I am exponentially as happy here.
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