As If

On my way home, I was stopped by my friend Charlies who is a former UN economist. He hadn't seen me in a few days and wanted to know how things were. While we were chatting a guy in his late twenties came out. He was wearing a madras shirt, long nike short with paint on the bottom and flip flops. He was more than a little heavy-set. He interrupted me in mid sentence to apparently continue a conversation with Charles.

I waited patiently.

This guy launched into a long story about how despite having backers, opportunity, connections, his attempt at entrepreneurship failed. The entire time he talked, he was scratching his ass. At the end of his story a leggy blonde, a friend of Charles, walked by and waved.

"Great body," he remarked.

Now not only had he failed to acknowledge me when he interrupted or my patient wait for him to leave, now he was judging women based on appearanc?! It was too much. I said, "You are just revolting. You have not earned the right to level such superficial judgement on anyone. And Charles, I would make him wash that hand before you shake it."