Do You Ever Feel Self-Conscious When Eating a Banana?.....How about when singing in public? I'm not necessarily talking about the singing in public or speaking in public as in the general fear. Not stage fright. Rather, do you ever feel self-conscious when humming along with your ipod, or singing to your favorite song playing at the gym?
Well this morning I encountered a fellow who absolutely did NOT feel self-conscious about his talent. Clad in an ankle length mink, some sharp jewelry and from my quick glance (I was self-conscious about his lack of self-consciousness) his sparkly studded eye wear, this man showed no lack of esteem.
At first notice, I heard, I processed, and I peeked. I assumed it was a simple ipod singalong casualty. At second glance, I discovered I was wrong. There was in fact no ipod. Just a cheerful snazzy dressed pimp tapping his toes on down 42nd street singing to whatever the sunshine, birds chirping, wind blowing inspired.
I sort of grunted, rolled my eyes, and tripped over the sewage disposal hose spewing out of chipotle and down the block.
Perhaps a lesson in self-conscious thinking. Perhaps.
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I love even more people who are not self conscious about 'talent' that maybe they should take some time to refine before they make it public. Like people who sing to their ipods at full volume, but clearly don't know the words. or are listening to music and practicing some dance step that maybe they learned in their 4-year-old daughter's dance class. Or some 45 year old man who was on the J train droppin it like it was hot in some sort of a wind breaker. These people make my day so much happier.
I love eating bananas in front of people.
in front of men who wear wedding rings.
I passed a seemingly straight, very nerdy, man yesterday on 35th street belting "Summer Nights," and I thought of this post.
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