A “moment” from each month I spent in NYC. Sometimes tasty, always tRuthful.
Month 24: April 2014
“Nice shades,” a middle-aged man says to me casually as I pass him walking south on Broadway in the Upper West Side. “Are you wearing them because the Mets are playing a big game today?” It seemed like such an offhand thing to say, but I guess I should be used to that by now. After two years of living in New York City if there’s one thing I know it’s that people say whatever they want whenever they want to say it. But why my sunglasses? And why would he assume they had anything to do with baseball? Just because this is the City of Free Speech doesn’t mean I won’t stop to question why people say what they do. I wonder if this man would care to know that I got these shades in college for free two years ago. I wonder if he’d be offended that I have no idea the Mets are playing a big game today. Is he even going to watch the game? I wonder what he’d think if he knew my backpack was filled with $50 of coconut macaroons, and I’m on my way to buy more–research for an article I’m writing. I wonder what this man’s name is. “I might as well be,” I respond as I pass him with two more long strides.