May 17, 2005

I Feel Special

I just got my first con act on my way to the office today. Some guy stopped me on the street, gave me a long spiel about how he was a costume designer for some hotshot director, had locked himself out of his apartment while valuable costumes were languishing in some hallway somewhere, and needed cabfare.

Meanwhile, he was riding a bike and carrying a cellphone.

I was so dumbstruck that I couldn't even cut him off at the pass. I let him finish his speech, told him I was broke, and he walked off in a huff.

New York...what a city!

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