I was walking around Georgetown and stopped to get some lunch at Tackle Box. I like going to Tackle Box because you can sit in the window and watch people. I usually make up stories about the people passing by. Like the hipster looking for Clark Wallabees. The Preppy girl adoring the J.Crew sweater set. The Embassy Staff smoking and discussing their disdain for all things American as they carry a chipotle bag.
Then I saw him crossing the street. I spied someone who looked like he stepped out of the Patagonia catalog. I am talking shoes, socks, shorts, belt and t-shirt all while listening to his new iPhone 4. Seriously what is this guy thinking, now I know that I am prone to having heavy rotation of patagonia into my cruising wear but I would never head to toe it.
He came in to tackle box and sat next to me. I saw him and I felt like part of me was being reflected in this person. i wanted to ask him why he had on so much patagonia. I wanted to ask him what he thought of his new phone. Maybe he is like me and had an older brother that brought Patagonia home from college and because he wanted to be like him he had to have patagonia.
I started to think who am I and what is my community of Patagonia branded Apple obsessed persons called? Maybe we should be known as MacHeads, which would be a nod to Apple and a nod to the iconic hippies known as the Grateful Dead. It would also help one to visualize the devotion to both products.
I never said a word to him but I was thinking we should have a sign or hand shake. Maybe a swiping motion like you are manipulating your iPhone.
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Maybe he was future you? Don't have any contact with him. The universe may be on the threshold of some serious consequences.
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