Thursday, October 23, 2008

Three tenors

The two of them start singing, and it's awful. They are trying to harmonize, but they are just off. Way off. There are no lyrics, and the tune is really whiny, and the singing is so bad that the dog tied to the parking meter outside starts to squeal along. As if she's also horrified about how bad this is. And the three of them go on like this for another two minutes, and all of a sudden something changes and I start to see the beauty of it. The dog is telling her story. Cruel owners who leave her outside and forget to feed her. Loneliness, despair. Hunger. Real animal hunger for companionship and a meat bone. Everybody in the cafe is terrified. The dog squeals along; and suddenly its owners decide to recognize her. Oh my God, they say, that's Bud, she's squealing outside! So they rush to the dog, and since they can't make her shut up, and they are super embarrassed about this, they untie her and take her home. And all of us at the cafe are stuck listening to these two dopey guys who can't hold a tune. How did they get hired, anyway? I wonder.

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