Suddenly, They All Spoke French
Posted in People, Music, Theatre, Quick Thoughts on September 27th, 2006I was at the 99¢ Store on Lincoln (get used to it, I’m po’) when I suddenly realized that everyone around me was speaking French. We’re talking about a fairly large number of people here - say fifteen or so. The cashier, the customers, the children begging for toys and mercury-laced candy. Even the crazy guy standing behind me and muttering to himself was muttering in French, although in his case I could tell that he didn’t REALLY speak French. This relieved me somewhat, since it implied that he was an American crazy person who was really making an effort to stand out, as opposed to a French crazy person who was just really lost.
I can’t say with 100% certainty that this really happened; even now it seems more and more dreamlike. But I’m pretty sure. Maybe there’s some French enclave out there that I knew nothing about.
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There’s nothing quite so disappointing as the realization that the people you work with get their casual conversation from sitcoms and things their parents used to say.
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I have a show coming up which I’ll say more about shortly, in addition to a few other things - not least of which is the song with Darrell, which I hope to finish up soon once Dancing with the Bad Man starts up. All of the music in the show is his.