Please Stop Talking to Me. I Don't Like You.

So I'm hanging out at Café J's last Saturday night when I run into this guy. Contrary named him Original Sin the first time we met him over at Gas Light. He claims to be a doctor. I don't know. He gave me a card, but you could have those things printed up anywhere. Anyway. Original Sin likes to hang out at bars and drink crappy beer and hit on the pretty ladies. I don't know if he has any friends. And I think now I know why.

Original Sin: So, you just got back from Austria.

Shakira: Yes, it was beautiful. What a great time.

Original Sin: How did you find the Austrian people?

Shakira: They were very nice. Actually, everyone was very nice.

Original Sin: Really? I hate all Europeans.

Shakira: Isn't that a little harsh?

Original Sin: Well, I think you'll find a lot of envy.

Shakira: Oh, they're envious of us and our rock star lifestyles so they hate us?

Original Sin: Precisely.

Shakira: So when I told people I was from Texas and they gave me a lip curl and practically spit the word "Dubya" at me, that was envy?

Original Sin: Of course.

Shakira: It has nothing to do with world politics?

Original Sin: What, you don't think they agree with some of our decisions?

Shakira: Uhhh no. I don't. I don't particularly agree either.

Original Sin: Well, we had to go to war because—

Shakira: You know what? We're totally NOT going to agree on this, so just stop talking about it, huh?

Original Sin: Right.

Uncomfortable silence.

Original Sin: So this year I think I'm going to get my pilot's license and a plane.

Shakira: Yeah? Expensive hobby.

Original Sin: Yeah, well, I like to travel but I'm always on call. So I figure I can get home faster than if I fly commercial.

Shakira: Yeah, well, what if you're having a beer?

Original Sin: I'll be sober by the time I get there.

Shakira: Uh huh. Because no one ever crashes those little Cessnas. And drinking would definitely not impair your flying ability.

Uncomfortable silence. Please, I beg the guy on stage silently, please begin playing. Loudly.

Original Sin: I like your freckles.

Oh. My. God. You're still talking?

Shakira: Thanks.

Original Sin: So. What's your heritage?

Noooooo….you didn't. And while you're at it, just tell me I'm "easy on the eyes."

-Shakira 01.26.04