I just had a cool experience in a store. I was purchasing my sundries, thinking about William Shakespeare. I was thinking about how I adore Hamlet, and how I wonder about people who don't even know his work, or know who he is. Just private, random thoughts about Shakespeare. Until I hear this:

"William Shakespeare."
I looked up. It was the cashier, staring at me.
"I'm sorry?"
"I don't know why, but all of a sudden, I'm ringing up this stuff, and William Shakespeare busts into my head."
"Oh, that this too, too sullied flesh would melt, thaw, and resolve itself into a dew...Hamlet. I'm thinking of Hamlet."
"You...just out of nowhere?"
"I'm sorry, yeah, I don't mean to be weird. I just looked at you, looked to my left, then all of a sudden it was there."
"I've...was thinking about Shakespeare. You were reading my thoughts."
He shakes my hand.
"Thank you," he says vehemently.
"Thank YOU. I guess you need to go home and do some reading?"
"I guess I do!"



Don't you wish we could all communicate to our full capacity? I suppose, thought, that there are some thoughts I do not want to read in other's minds, or have them see from my own.
tifanie | 05.24.05 - 11:47 pm | #

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