the "Dude"

There's this guy that i see around town ALL THE TIME. Just randomly. On the T. Downtown. Around the neighborhood. I have no idea what his name is, he just always happens to be somewhere at the same time I am. And it's not like I have a set schedule of when I do things.

Wayne and I call him "the Dude". We'll be on the T, and one of us will spot him, and we'll jab each other and say "look, it's the Dude!" I've never actually gotten the courage to say something to him, like, "hey, i see you around a lot. Nice to meet you!" It just always seems contrived and weird.

I haven't seen the Dude in a while. We went out last night to a club, and I randomly thought to myself, "wouldn't it be funny if we saw the Dude tonite?" Low and behold, the Dude sits down next to Wayne. I poke Wayne and he laughs.

Unfortunately, the Dude happened to be in the band that was playing that night. I say "unfortuntately" because the band was godawful. So now I think that if I ever run in to the Dude and I have to actually say something to him, the only thing that would come out of my mouth would be, "so, um. Your band kinda sucks. Sorry Dude."