Thursday, July 17, 2008

Random acts of beer

Buddy and I went for a stroll Tuesday night, and it was definitely one of our more entertaining Shaw experiences. To set the scene, I have to describe my super-hot outfit: a blue Schlafly T-shirt, black Adidas shorts and tennis shoes. Buddy was bedecked in his usual ensemble of a leash, leader and collar, all in red. At least his clothes always match.

When we reached the corner of Thurman and Botanical, an older gentleman in a sedan waved us through the intersection. My right hand was full of South City journals (the bane of our block's existence) and Buddy's leash was in my left hand, so I was only able to give him a thank you nod instead of my usual wave (which Chip calls the crazy waver wave).

I deposited the papers in the corner trash can and was turning to take off down Thurman when I heard, "Ma'am! Ma'am!" I turned to see that same older gentleman walking toward us, so I turned down the iPod and started to ask if he needed directions. As he jogged across the street, he said "I saw your shirt, and it's not Schlafly, but here you go." And with that he pulled a Widmer beer out of the pocket of his his cargo shorts and handed it to me. I could barely get out a laugh and a "thanks" before he jogged back to his car and took off toward Magnolia.

I don't know if it was the Schlafly T-shirt that did it or if he mistook the baby bump for the belly of a serious beer drinker, but it was just so unexpected and nice. Odd, maybe, but nice. Even now, just thinking about that 30-second interaction with a beer-bearing stranger still brings a smile to my face. I'm not even bitter that I can't drink the beer.

You know, the world would really be a better place if there were more random acts of beer. I might start packing a cooler every day so I can gift strangers on the street with bottles of golden delicious. It will be wonderful. Until Chip has to bail me out of jail for providing alcohol to minors.

2 comments:

  1. If you do that, PLEASE come my way!

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  2. I think this is a fabulous idea. Of course, this is coming from someone who puts food on her table and diapers on her baby by peddling beer. Cheers to beer, and the man handing out Widmer to perfect strangers on the street.

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