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Problems that I have not got

There are some. That is a place for gratitude. Today I did a mountain of laundry, I still go back to Sunset Park to do it because I am used to the laundramat there, it is quiet and roomy and clean. It is friendly. I bring a book of course, but i also eavesdrop because bits of other lives are so fascinating. People on phones don't realize unless you look right at them. I mean no harm, and the things I hear trickle into my writing too sometimes.

Today I heard a man about my age trying to reason with someone. He was not shouting but he had that sound that makes you pay attention because the shouting might come next. I like to know when to duck, don't you?

This is what he said:

"No-- I-- you need to listen. You shouldn't do it that way." (He was pacing by this point, turning in a tight circle. There was a pause while the other person spoke.)

"No. Because you can't. You have to hire someone. You can't do it yourself. No." (angry pause.)

"Because the pipe has live steam, is why. Get a professional, please. You know what-- I-- No. I cannot have this conversation now. I am hanging up." (And he did.)

And I will never know who he was reasoning with. Perhaps an elderly parent? I will never know if the person on the other end of the phone hired a pipe-fitter. I certainly hope so.

So this is a problem I do not have right now. I don't need a pipe-fitter. I don't have to reason with someone who needs one. Actually Mike could do that job tomorrow if he wanted to jump through the legal hoops. It is a solid union job in NY. It is licenced in a way that would have made sense to Marlowe. You serve an apprenticeship, and a period of journeyman status. Some things are best taught that way.

I folded my laundry and went home.


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Dec. 3rd, 2015 03:08 pm (UTC)
Now I'm going to worry about someone I don't know burning his/her self by trying to work around super hot steam pipes.

I have had similar experiences, overhearing conversations, especially while riding public transportation.I have just enough Hutzpah that I occasionally offer my opinion to a total stranger. I even had the temerity once to 'scold' a teen who was cussing up a storm while I was riding the T with two nanny kids! The offender started to remonstrate with me, but his companions said "NO! She's right! You shouldn't talk like that in front of kids!!" After they got off the train, several people thanked me for speaking up, but also said I should be more careful, I could get hurt!
Dec. 4th, 2015 10:45 am (UTC)
Laundromats are great places to overhear conversations somehow - it must be the quiet and the pattern of the machine hums and buzzes and the sort of 'closed off from the world ' feel !
for cathartic purposes just as good as Greek tragedy really
poor chap and the person the other end too

btw -skype soon ? this weekend maybe ?
Dec. 5th, 2015 08:05 pm (UTC)
I am pleased to hear of the good things :-)
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