Garage Guy, part 2

I ran into the same garage guy again last night in the Santa Monica parking structure.

He was like, “Hey, I know you. The guy who didn’t understand ‘Inception.'”

I said, “I don’t think I was the only person who didn’t understand it. Did you see the South Park about Inception?” He didn’t see it (it was just on right before I went out), but we got to talking.

His name is Mario. I pretended to like baseball. He is a big Giants fan. I pretended to know where the Giants were from. He invited me to watch the next game with him and his buddies tonight. I accepted. Should be interesting.

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One thought on “Garage Guy, part 2”

  1. You are being extremely lucky, or my idea of “strangers won’t ever care of you” is just old-fashioned. You run into someone, talk with him, and get something. Just like a Zelda game…

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