"No," I take it anyway and imitate her in picking out the guitar opening to 'Brown-eyed-girl.' It's a shame Ginger and Giraffe aren't here, they fucking hate this song.
Enron lags a little behind us, smartphone pressed against his face, one finger from his other hand covering the opposing ear, "No Jason, that isn't what we agreed to..." He's interviewing a candidate at noon just as we finish lunch, and discussing the results of it with his peers as we wander the next beach. He's got somebody calling him to schedule an appointment during the car ride home, and when we get back to the Torii he paces the front lawn working out the details.
"It's alright," Kaleidoscope laughs, "I looked at Nexus, I realized what a CEO was, and I knew exactly what I was getting in to when I decided to date him."
He's on the phone a few weeks later in the park, and he's huddled over his laptop while Kalei(doscope) and I are enjoying a beer. I'm not about to tear into Enron for being so involved in his work. He's as happy a person as any of us, and this is what he would do for fun anyway.
***
"I can't fucking believe this."
DC giggles and covers the microphone on the radio, "Hush a minute, we can't swear on the radio."
I can hear Sid's voice over the crackle through the radio, "You guys will never make it in that car..."
"Well if it's got to die, right in front of the dorms isn't a bad place..."
"WY1HBT here," the radio chirps, "I got this covered."
"Who's that?" I ask my carmates.
DC grins, "Whacker."
A few minutes later Whacker rolls up in an oversized truck grinning from ear to ear. There's a yellow lightbar bolted to the top of the truck, and seems like he just couldn't be more excited to be jumping the car.
"What's with him?"
"He's proud to be saving the day."
DC giggles and covers the microphone on the radio, "Hush a minute, we can't swear on the radio."
I can hear Sid's voice over the crackle through the radio, "You guys will never make it in that car..."
"Well if it's got to die, right in front of the dorms isn't a bad place..."
"WY1HBT here," the radio chirps, "I got this covered."
"Who's that?" I ask my carmates.
DC grins, "Whacker."
A few minutes later Whacker rolls up in an oversized truck grinning from ear to ear. There's a yellow lightbar bolted to the top of the truck, and seems like he just couldn't be more excited to be jumping the car.
"What's with him?"
"He's proud to be saving the day."
***
If I had known it was going to be this sort of party I probably would have tried to find some less ratty jeans to wear. The bar is full of people who believe they are slick and sophisticated. It is somewhat amazing to watch the similarities between people flirting and explaining their business plans to one another. I can watch streams of my contacts interact with one another from the balcony, and they all believe they're very important and influential.
***
"Yeah," he says taking a drink, "You see a lot of stuff."
"We had a sophomore come up with doll-eyes a few weeks ago."
"Oh for the love of CHRIST," CoLo looks exasperated, "No more EMS talk at parties!"
***
"We had a sophomore come up with doll-eyes a few weeks ago."
"Oh for the love of CHRIST," CoLo looks exasperated, "No more EMS talk at parties!"
***
"It's like playing dress-up,"
We're back in the Torii parking lot, watching Enron pace around on his phone, and Kalei is giving me a very puzzled look. "But it's real..."
"That doesn't mean they're playing any less!"
I can watch Kalei trying to be very very patient with me.
"It's all just games. It's no different from when we were small and pretending to be important, except that, as a side effect of pretending for so long, some of these people actually made it real. That isn't the point, though, because they're still just playing. They don't do all this theater because it's needed. They do it because they love it, because they enjoy being the important person they dreamed of more than they enjoy the actual tasks of the job."
Kalei laughs, "Maybe we should get him a pretty princess hat..."
We're back in the Torii parking lot, watching Enron pace around on his phone, and Kalei is giving me a very puzzled look. "But it's real..."
"That doesn't mean they're playing any less!"
I can watch Kalei trying to be very very patient with me.
"It's all just games. It's no different from when we were small and pretending to be important, except that, as a side effect of pretending for so long, some of these people actually made it real. That isn't the point, though, because they're still just playing. They don't do all this theater because it's needed. They do it because they love it, because they enjoy being the important person they dreamed of more than they enjoy the actual tasks of the job."
Kalei laughs, "Maybe we should get him a pretty princess hat..."
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