Last night I went out and had a few drinks for my birthday, starting off at the ever-delicious Yuca Bar, and then moving on to whatever random place we stumbled across next.
The random place we ended up at, I’ve actually been to a couple of times before. They have really good food and good specials, but it’s usually empty. When we walked into the place, it was indeed pretty empty, so we walked up to the bar, ordered our drinks, and then sat at one of the two outdoor tables.
Nothing really exciting happened other than some conversing about Flight of the Concords, when all of a sudden a pack of hiply-dressed ruffians came outside and stood nearby to smoke a cigarette. Naturally they were immediately the subject of our ridicule. This went on for a few minutes as we polished off our final round but as we got up to leave, I heard something come from one of their mouths I never expected:
“…dude, Pat Metheny. I LOVE Pat Metheny! Have you ever heard him? He is incredible!”
Naturally this guy’s friends had never heard of Metheny and began to ridicule this guy, but in my brain-holes, I immediately took back everything derogatory I said about that guy, and instead shifted it onto his friends.
So kudos to you, random dude who loves Pat Metheny, you have a brain and put it to good use a decent amount of the time. As for your friends? Well, screw them.