A major aspect of being unemployed is making up important business things to do. If you want to be an important businessman with important business decisions, you’ve got to keep playing the role. In Denver, important business decisions are made at the University Hills Starbucks. One important business decision I overheard was a middle-aged gentleman in a pink shirt asking a twenty-something girl if she would bring a bunch of her hot friends to his band’s show at some dive bar. Like I said, you’ve got to keep playing the part.
A few days ago I settled in to the only unoccupied table in the place, the one right next to the window. Between job postings and eavesdropping, a little bird settled in on the windowsill on the other side of the pane. She was looking part curious about what was going on inside and part confused about why she couldn’t get inside. She was doing what frustrated animals do with frequent tilts of her head from the left side, and then to the right, then back to the left. I’m pretty sure she was muttering swear words after her songbird chirps, but she was on the other side of the glass so I couldn’t tell. Now, normally I would just be content to watch a bird this close to me for a couple of seconds and move on but I tuned into the music that was playing at the coffee shop:
“Let me in...whee-ooh, whee-ooh, whee-ooh, hoop-whee-ooh...”
Yes, that is The Sensations 1961 smash hit “Let Me In”. It was one of those moments when nature and man are in perfect harmony and the rhythm of life falls into perfect time only for the keen observer. I’m not kidding...it was a distinct life highlight.
Here is a low-quality version of the song and a picture of a swallow. You'll probably have to stare for about two or three hours before you get the same effect.
