this happened, strangers connecting. it was really great

setting:
atm queue
a guy, graying hair, ponytail, tie-dye shirt, faded jeans leans on the metal railing in front of a bank. on warm & sunny days he’s sometimes there waiting for people to come by to talk to.

on my way to the machine he greets me. i return a careful smile, it says ’i’m polite but i’m not inviting chatter. sorry.’

when i’m at the machine i’m unnerved by the feeling of his eyes on the back of my head.
a young guy then walks by him & joins the queue. this diverts his attention from me to him. the young guy’s guard must be down ‘cause i hear the friendly nostalgic (another term for ’hippie’ here) striking up a conversation with him.

hippie guy: ‘see that sign out there? ’’i want you.‘’ now what does that make you think of?’
queue guy: ‘uhhh’
me: he’s actually giving it a shot
queue guy: ‘…i really don’t know’
hippie guy: ‘well, you know you’re in trouble when all you think of is peter frampton – show me the way’
suddenly queue guy sings: ♫i want youuuu! show me the way♫
& hippie guy is delighted: Yeahaha!
& both sing in unison: ♫oh won’t you show me the way, every day
i want you, show me the way
i want you, day after day♫

hippie guy got what he was looking for & more!
~ heart warmed ~
//yahlehly