NO SCHOOL FOR ME

NOTE: this happened on sept. 11 this year


on occasion i'll find myself in the midst of genius.
no shit!
today, for example, on a break from work i found myself at a coffee bean in lake elsinore.
drinking a blended mocha outside on the patio sitting next to my dad as he drank his caramel.
when some strange guy with long hair, dark glasses and a tattoo of paint palette on his elbow asked if he could sit next to me.
he was already in the patio sitting on a bench at the other end so i was like, "okay". (weirdo)
so he begins to talk and i start to smell the alcohol on his... everything.
"where do you go?" he says.
"what?"
he continues, "where do you go to school?"
"i don't."
"is it because of your money situation?"
"yes."
then he asks my dad., "how about you?... oh shit...you're old as fuck."
i look at him with a frown but secretly bustin' up inside.
he continues, "so... how old are you?"
"29"
"yeah, me too. i'm 26."
so now, i'm like what the hell is up with this fuckin' guy.
at this time my dad is like, "ok. vamonos"
that's when he proceeds to show me that there is a god out there.
somewhere.
"hey, listen, man. don't let them tell you when recess is."

we get in the truck and head back to work.
i just start to bust up laughing and my dad looks at me like, "wtf?"
"are you sure he didn't give any of what he was having?"
i said no while still laughing.
"...oh shit... you're old as fuck."