The Black Keys and CitiCards.

Ummm....I've been feeling really uninspired lately---work, school, blah blah blah. Life, man, But, I just had a most enjoyable discussion with a dude from CitiCards. I know, you're thinking, how is this possible? But remarkably, I tend to have top notch convos with these ladies and gents from various states, countries and continents.  Today's man was coming at me from India.  Before I get into why he's awesome, I should probably start with the background information, which is kind of lame.  Lame in the sense, that I bought second row tickets to the Black Keys and was super excited to go, but reality has sunk in.  Reality being that I have to work at 7am on Monday and can't take a day off from teaching yet, and that it is not just a regular work day, but it is a work day plus grad school day aka death day, so late night fun the day before, not really an option.  Run-on sentence, long winded action, shocker.  Let's move on. Short story long, being all responsible and shiz, I offered up my ticket to one of my bro and sis-in-law's friends.  Of course, since I bought the ticket there is all this hoopla about needing my card to enter the venue.  So, I had to call and talk to CitiCards for a good long while tonight. The lovely man from India asked me what concert I was missing.  Upon hearing that it was the Black Keys, he started singing one of their songs to me which was nothing short of amazing.  We then spent the next few minutes talking about how he saw GNR the last time they went to India.  I told him I was totally jealous, he chuckled, more singing happened, followed by more chats, and finally, our goodbyes.  Now, as much as I'm sad that I cannot attend this Sunday's show on account of life happening, I am quite jazzed that I got to engage in some Black Keys/GNR singing with this lovely man.

The end.

WHOA. So, post-thought. I'm in the middle of chatting with my friend about how the guy at her bodega complimented her choice of kimchi, saying it "had good color". Duh, I need more bodegas and telemarketers in my life. This is what my life is missing!!! More talks with randoms. Though, there is that man at the park who wears wife beaters who I talk to that now wants to go on a lunch date and I don't feel good about that. So, on an after-post-thought, maybe I'm totally off with this....