I figured today I'd go over and talk to Emma again. I still owe her those recipes I promised, and maybe she's not so bad; I didn't really give her much of a chance. She wasn't at home, and they said she was downtown, so off I went.
I found her in front of City Hall, leading some kind of huge protest rally. Tons of people waving signs and yelling. It was so noisy I couldn't even make out what they were yelling about. I tried to ask the woman standing nearest to me, but she wouldn't tell me. I guess that's what Emma was typing up on the computer in the middle of the night. Who knew? She doesn't look like much of an activist. She looks like a suburban housewife. She was dressed like somebody who works in a kitchen. What do you suppose she has to protest about?
Well, what was I gonna do? Waste a good crowd? I started playing some of the new songs I'd been learning, and people started tossing money into my guitar case. That's what I'm talking about. And OMG, I really wowed them. I could tell by their reactions and the looks on their faces. They loved me! I love this town. I'm so glad I moved here.
I made over $800 in tips. That's better than I make at the park and the beach combined. Can't count on a big crowd like that every day, though.
Friday, July 10, 2009
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I just read these. I love the "first person" way it is written. Anyone who didn't know anything about Sims and came across this would think it was real life.
ReplyDeleteThanks! That was exactly the idea. First person, with nary a hint that there's a "real" person behind any of it. I hope you continue to read and enjoy.
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