It's another fucking Monday and I'm exhausted from the weekend. The Peanut woke me up last night at 4:00 am. And due to the short week, I've got a mountain of work to plow through and not much time to do it. As always, stress and exhaustion are a debilitating combination. But right now? I'm ready to rock!
About 15 minutes ago, my co-worker Michelle comes running into my office screaming, "Bono's outside! Bono's outside!" We run over to the window, look down and right below our eyes...U2 IS ON TOP OF A FLATBED TRUCK GOING DOWN SEVENTH AVENUE AND GIVING A FREE CONCERT!!!
We all run downstairs as fast as possible so we can catch up to the truck. It was amazing! U2 was on a parade float, slowly moving down the street with a full police escort. They were giving a free concert as hundreds of people were screaming on the sidewalks and walking down the street with them. People were hysterical! I felt like a little schoolgirl watching the Beatles on the Ed Sullivan Show.
It's days like today that allow me to remember just how much I love living in New York City. I mean, this shit just doesn't happen in Topeka, does it? For a brief shining moment, New York was the greatest small town in the history of the world. Total strangers were laughing with one another and singing in unison with Bono. 50 year-old women in high heels and business suits ran down the street. College kids, who weren't even born when U2 first appeared, sang along and knew every word. I even saw some wanna-be gangstas lose their cool and run alongside the truck. White, Black, Yellow, Brown or Purple...today, we were all NY'ers who realized that we were enjoying a special treat and we were unified by experiencing it collectively.
So as for my previous post about possibly moving out of the city to get some fresh air? Forget about it! Unpack the bags. Call off the movers! Because you can get fresh air anywhere! But having U2 perform outside your window at work?
Only in New York, kids! Only in New York!