Sunday, April 3

Free Tibet

The other day I was standing outside trying to hail a taxi for this elderly couple. I moonlight as a doorman during my lunch hour, you see. Apparently at 2pm going south on Park Avenue, nary an empty taxi is to be found. In the midst of my efforts I was mobbed by a 'Free Tibet' protest that was making its way down the road, and was swept about an entire city block from where I was standing. I literally could not step out from the crowd which was thoroughly harrowing. I was outside without a coat in freezing weather, distraught with my little journey. A police officer, after observing me the entire way, suggested I wear a hat. That is all.