Social
Topic: Human Behaviour
Occasionally, I like to make time for the people that I meet now and then, and have a conversation. Especially if it seems like they want to talk.

Like yesterday. Yesterday, I met a person wearing a New York Yankees ball cap, and a New York Yankees jersey, and a Yankees wrist watch. He was drinking coffee from a New York Yankees coffee mug. He was in a city near Boston, so obviously something was on his mind.

Wondering how to approach him, he took care of that problem for me. He looked up from his newspaper (The Boston Herald) and commented on the 192 million dollar jackpot in the current lottery. "Some lucky bastard's gonna be happy when they win that" he said.

"I'm pretty lucky." I said. "Maybe not that lucky, but I'm pretty lucky."

"Yeah? How lucky?"

"Well," I replied, "about a year ago, I was walking along and found a four leaf clover. Two minutes later, I found a twenty dollar bill."

"That's pretty lucky, okay." he said.

"Oh, it gets better." I told him. "I used part of the money to buy lunch at a Chinese restaurant, and got a fortune cookie that said 'Good Fortune will shine on you.' So I used the rest of the money on a scratch ticket, and won fourty dollars."

"Not bad!" He was beginning to get impressed.

"There's more. I went into an antique shop, and bought an old lamp, and when I cleaned it off, a genie came out, and told me he'd grant me one wish."

"You can't expect me to believe that!" he snapped.

"I can prove it."

"Oh, yeah? How?"

"Simple" I said, looking at all his Yanker paraphernalia. "I wished that the Yankees would choke like Cass Elliot on a ham sandwich."

He glared at me. It lasted a long while. It was quite an impressive glare, as far as glares go. I just smiled a little, and let him glare.

Finally, he said what I'd hoped he'd say. "Mama Cass didn't choke to death! It was a heart attack!"

"Really?" I said. "Wow... then that means The Yankees didn't choke either." I grinned at him. "That means that they just really, really suck. I wonder if I still have a wish, then."

The person wearing all the Yankees merchandise glared again. But he then did something completely out of character, and showed the good judgement of shutting the Hells up.

Which means I got my wish after all.