Wednesday, June 9, 2010

Shit's Jumping Off

We’re on Route 3 near The Tunnel. Charlie swerves across two lanes of traffic and heads into the shoulder lane. We come perilously close to hitting the car next to us.

The car next to us has a bumper sticker which reads “Jersey Grandma.” The grey-haired woman inside is pointing at us, repeatedly screaming what appears to be the word “asshole” and keeps on giving us the finger.

We head into the Lincoln Tunnel. A bunch of soldiers and cops are standing guard, holding high powered weaponry as people drive into the city.

“It’s still so weird to see these guys with their guns out,” Leon says.

“I remember when that 9/11 shit jumped off,” Norm says, shaking his head mournfully.
A few blocks into the city, a guy jaywalks in front of us. Charlie slows down.

“The crosswalk’s over there,” Charlie says sternly.

“What are you going to do, run me over,” the pedestrian retorts.

Charlie pauses.

“Yes, probably.”

1 comment:

  1. Is shit "jumping off" more serious than shit "popping off"?

    I believe it is not.