With Eurovision being this evening, I have my refrigerator full of Swedish cider (and a couple of lagers that Kopparberg have struck up). Once I finish this library session I should have to grab snacks and dash home to clean any tiny fragments of dust.
One is expecting guests.
Last night David, Claire and I were at the Black Box for a Quiz on Black Books. It would all be too easy become like Bernard (Dylan Moran) in his outlook on life. He relies on cynicism, alcohol and cigarettes for pleasure. He rarely washes. His knowledge of the outside world is limited due to his reading.
Actually sometimes I would prefer to be like that.
And last night I found myself pretty much in that scope.
Minus the cigarettes.
Once Claire and David had got up at the same time. Me left alone with my bottle of red wine. Enjoying the ambiance and lack of light. Before one girl at a nearby table caught my eye.
She said something I couldn't make out.
"Sorry?" I asked.
Again she spoke. Not a word reached me.
"I'm sorry I..."
Here she stood up. Brought herself closer to me. And had in each hand one item
One was a napkin. With childish hieroglyphics stating something about animals.
The other was a mobile phone. And she had a video to show me. It involved two types of animals. One was a seal. The other was either a Panda or a Penguin. At this point I had several installments of red wine. So the memory of this is altered.
Both animals were very sweet.
And adorable.
And energetic.
As well as being in touch with their animal instincts.
The Seal managed to grab one of the other animals and, without consent, had a One Afternoon Stand.
Naughty seal.
"Awww," I said.
"Aww?" said the girl. "Aww? You think a raping Seal is cute. That's horrendous. That's..."
"You can go away now," I said. I wasn't going to be bothered about a tiny video that is featured on YouTube. These animal videos show up all the time. And whatever your reaction, it's not someone's place to curve it or criticize it. That's why when you like or dislike a film, it's not someone's place to change it.
I was just surprised at myself for getting to a point of impatience. And instead of spending what could have twenty minutes of this girl speaking nonsense, I just got rid of her.
What a bastard I am.
I may start drinking more.
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