Advance Knowledge

Dude walks into my office* today looking for Christopher Hitchins, one of the participants in tonight’s debate. Leather motorcycle vest over tie-die shirt, walrus mustache.

“Can you help me find Christopher Hitchins?”

“Did you have an appointment?”

“No, but I’m sure he’ll want to meet me — I’m one of the people who had advance knowledge of 9/11.”

“You should drop him an email and set something up.”

“I don’t touch email. I would never do that.”

“Oh [now realizing what I’m dealing with here]. I’m afraid I can’t help you.”

“I’ve known about 9/11 ever since Vietnam. Are you sure you can’t put me in touch with him?”

“I’m sorry.”

Dude walks out.

* It’s not like I’m at the front desk – I work in a half-submerged concrete bunker… people who wander into my office are lost by definition.

Music: Luciano Pavarotti :: Che Gelida Manini

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