My friend Tim is, without a doubt, the nicest guy I know. Honest, courteous, kind and helpful, he's a real scout, and I mean that in a good way. Tim is also very shy, in fact, all the kids in high school called him Tim-id. It didn't bother him much, and if we're telling the truth here, he could have been tagged with a much crueler nickname, but he was such a nice, non-violent guy, nobody picked on him. As we got older, Tim developed a quirk or two, like we all do.
Tim was fastidious, and very detail oriented. Everything had to be just so, and if it wasn't, he'd fix it. He could be very annoying sometimes, but I always figured it was his own personal defense against a world he didn't quite fit into. He was never rude, or confrontational, he would just quietly repair any flaws he perceived around him. So, you can only imagine my surprise, when I picked him up for work last Monday, Tim had two black eyes. I assumed he had been mugged. He sure looked like he had, but on the drive to work he told me the whole story.
Barbecue sauce. he said. I was standing in line at the movies last night...
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Friday, November 20, 2009
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