They Come Out at Night to Feed

Excerpts from the monologue of a crazy man in a diner. He is probably 60, very fat, and talking to a short 40ish Hispanic woman wearing a tiny flounce skirt and a t-shirt that says “BEAR”. He is evidently a regular, because the waiters banter with him. He also mentions AA frequently.

Fat man: I promote models and actresses, but very slowly. I do it very, very slowly. You’re a very attractive woman. I’d like to give you my number.

Fat man: It’s the procrastinators who rule the world; the people who hurry end up dead.

Fat man: I’ve got 31 movies–31 movies!–I saw The Wedding Crashers, it was amazing.

Fat man: I can get you modeling; I can get you into mental health doing social work…you’ll lose weight, you’ll get married, you’ll have what every woman wants. Except certain women are gay. And they want girlfriends and I accommodate that. I’m a saint. I’m a guru–I don’t call myself a guru. I’m a saint. I save people.

Fat man: I was watching TV; this crazy thing happened. This guy loved his friend. And his friend was about to be stepped on by an elephant. And the guy put himself in front of his friend, what do you think happens? He gets stepped on by an elephant. It’s terrible to watch these things.

–Coffee Shop, 86th & 2nd

Overheard by: Mollie