My New Friend, Mr. Lobster Shack
Sometimes life in New York is odd. You're always seeing strangeness and incongruities. Like when a fellow subway rider is toting a chainsaw.
However, at other times life here is really awesome. Today, some coworkers and I picked up lunch from the Urban Lobster Shack on Stone Street. This place just opened up, so they were trying to get some attention by bringing out a man-sized lobster!

There's something about a person dressed up in this sort of costume that always brightens my day. Unless it's a Disney character. Those costumes fill me with rage.
Mr. Lobster Shack was so friendly to me. It was a very cold and windy afternoon. I asked him if he's warm enough. He said yes, and even let me touch his outfit to ease my worry that he was freezing.
I didn't like that he took his head off for me. It spoiled some of the magical fun. But he was smiling so big and seeming to have a good time - and he was definitely old enough to disgruntled and humiliated by the experience - that I forgive him.
5 comments:
So how would you feel if Mr. Lobster Shack one day became a Disney character?
Mr. Lobster Shack is much too real for Disney.
You looked colder than Mr. Lobster Shack. Haven't I told you to keep a hat on in cold weather? No one listens to me, just no one!
Dude just wait till your company makes you teach in a big red ball costume.
What the hell prompted the guy to take off his head?
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