Tuesday, September 11, 2007

Spadina streetcar, first one out, surrounded by travel mugs.

Caucasian male, late 20s, wearing black jeans, green baseball cap, gold rimmed glasses and a black t-shirt with an image of Willem Dafoe as Bobby Peru in Wild at Heart.

Blink, Malcolm Gladwell (Back Bay Books UK)

Page 172:

In the case of a blind sip test, first impressions don't work because colas aren't supposed to be sipped blind. The blind sip test is the wrong context for thin-slicing Coke. With the Aeron, the effort to collect consumers' first impressions failed for a slightly different reason: the people reporting their first impressions misinterpreted their own feelings.

She sits on the other side of the apartment, checking Facebook status updates while he stares at the folded paper left beside his keys near the dog leash.

It really isn't you. It's me, a retroactive me, back before I'd ever met you, back before I knew how not to choose you in the first place.

He crumples the note in his hand, gets it, but for right now could really give a rat's ass how much closer she is to enlightenment. Tomorrow, maybe, he'll accept it and move on. But in this moment the dog needs a crap and he's got the bag.


The Chapati Kid said...

I really like this entry. Hey, speaking of FB, I don't know if you read the note I posted about MRBFK, but you ought to. Daily doses of flash fiction that you'd love. He's on my blogroll. I think his site is called mrbfk.blogspot.com
See ya!

Julie Wilson said...

Ooh, I love flash fiction. Thanks for the tip. I'll go look right now!