What A Time

What a great time to blog..

I just got home..

I was out purchasing tequila. 

I was singing/humming "Hey Nineteen" -the Steely Dan song- at the counter, thinking that the guy behind it would know the iconic line: "The Cuervo Gold; the fine 'Colombian;' make tonight a wonderful thing! (say it again...)."But the guys in that particular Shell station are "Hebrew" to me, because about 3 years ago I asked one of them what language they were speaking, and they said Hebrew...

When I first went there, they would be speaking ot to each other.

They might actually be the only people in Nola who could understand them, and so The odds are I wouldn't know what the heck they were saying.

Though, what I did was listen closely to them.

They typically would finish their conversation, which could take 20 to 30 seconds, if no one was behind me, (or if there was, but that person was white, too) before one of them would came to the register.

But this one time I was listening closely to them, having a full 30 seconds to do so. 

and was three times blessed in that, firstly, I think they were talking about a very heavy, or at least semi serious matter.

Secondly, when one of them came to the register, he seemed to want to drill some final point to the other guy, before having to deal with me.

For his part, the other guy evinced signs of taking whatever the guy said, seriously.

And thirdly, the final thing that he barked at the other guy, pointing his finger at him like a gun (hell, he was probably telling him in Hebrew something like; that's when you gotta have one hand on the gun; be ready!)

(above: the hardest 1,000 piece puzzle of my life)

And then I go ahead and reiterate it, not missing a beat...priceless...

That thing was easy to parrot back, no tricky consonants; as easy to repeat as the commands that that blonde queen gave to her dragons, in Game of Thrones, as she flew on their backs.

To get them to spit fire at, usually, Muslim looking men, but I digress..

It was easy to repeat back whatever the young lady said to her dragons, is my point; and I would do exactly that for fun, when I binge watched all 9 seasons during the lockdown..

And, whatever dire directive he had just shot towards his fellow Hebrew coworker became mere dragon language to me and I pointed my finger at the same guy, in jest, and repeated word for word what the guy now at the register had said, and, honest to God, both guys froze for a second, almost in panic, their brains obviously scrambling to process that I might know Hebrew and could have potentially a lot of dirt on them, from having overheard "things."

Or for whatever other reason that might have possessed them for the few priceless seconds it took them to figure that I had just  parroted back, in the same tone of voice and everything, haha 

"Hand on the gun, I ain't bullshittin'!" I repeated..

Anyways I don't think they drew the connection between me singing 'Hey Nineteen " whist laying the tequila on the counter.

They seem to have, maybe predictably, become much more friendly and respectful lately. Maybe the guy ain't so bad, he just blew the shit out of Iran... type of thing..

That would be my guess.

I'm 6 days into a water only fast and I have just made it a water and Jose Cuervo only fast, always the experimenter, I.