Thursday, April 24, 2008

west pointer

“The strangest thing happened to me today. I went for a walk at lunch, and as I was coming back I got stopped by this guy; he seemed like he might have been homeless. He asked me, ‘Which way is it to Hollywood?’ He was heading the wrong way, so I pointed to correct him—‘That way.’

“He shook his head. I told him, ‘Well, that’s how you get to Hollywood.’

“‘No!’ He shouts. ‘Which way is it that way?’ And he’s pointing the wrong way!

“Later I thought I should have just agreed with him and said, ‘Okay, go that way and turn, then turn again up the block and keep going…that way.’ You know, turning him around the right way. But all I could think to say at the time was, ‘It’s the other way!’

“He snorted and kept walking, waving me off like I obviously didn’t know what the hell I was talking about.”

copyright © 2008 Wyatt Doyle