miserable monday

WHY do I have to work today? It is a gorgeous day in Montreal and I KNOW by 2 o'clock the Terasses will be filled with late lunchers/drinkers. I've often wondered what these people do for a living...all of them can't be independantly wealthy. Maybe they all write for The Gazette. Whatever they do I want their job (or their independant wealth).

Mutant children on public transportation

So I'm on the bus on my way to work, when what do I spy but a striped-tied private school kid of about ten with an iPod. The bus is packed, so squished in beside him and his friends I can't help but overhear his conversation.

He leans over to one friend and holds out the little white machine to show him the screen.
"Hey, have you heard this song 'Dueling Banjos'?" the kid says, with an authority that disturbs me. "Yah it's from this movie called 'Deliverance'. Have you ever seen 'Deliverance'?"

The other kid shakes his head and I try not to spit.

Exasperated that his friend hasn't seen the movie, he explains that it is about a bunch of Hillbillies who go on a killing spree with the nonchalance of a prison guard.

I shit you not the kid was ten.

And now I feel completely scared that I might have to raise hellraisers of my own someday. Little brats in suit jackets who watch movies that make ME, uh... squeal.

Maybe I'll get my tubes tied.

bite me