I See Weird People: That's a Lot of Lovin' to Ask For, Sir

Walking down Walnut this past Monday, on my way to see Wholetrain, I stopped at the light at 11th Street. There were two men across the street from me, who looked like they'd been in the same place for a while. One seemed considerably happier about this than the other.

The jollier of the two was an older gentleman with a long grey beard, who was wearing a black leather bomber jacket and a giant black furry hat. I quickly realized that the cause of his elation was most likely the source of the other man's agigitation (other than the fact that he was trying to hail a cab and having no success): Everytime a person walked by the jovial man, he belted out "Baby, I NEED your lovin'," and as each of these pedestrians fled his attack-serenade, he turned to the unlucky cab-needer and sang "GOT to have ALL your lovin'!"

They both seemed trapped in failed attempts to get something they desired. I wanted to feel for them. Then I crossed the street, became a victim of Mr. Furryhat's musical love request, watched the look of "NO, NOT AGAIN" take over the other man's face, and felt nothing... but a giant burst of laughter escaping from me.

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