GUEST: (bellowing) EMPIRE STATE BUILDING.
(Beat. Concierge waits for the question.)
CONCIERGE: Bocce Ball Court!
GUEST: Empire State Building!
CONCIERGE: Unicorn Parade!
GUEST: What?! I’m asking for directions to the Empire State Building.
CONCIERGE: Oh! I though we were just saying things. I didn’t hear a question.
I am so doing this to the next customer who stares at me blank-faced with an empty carafe in their hand. Just gonna pick up a carton of half-and-half and stare back at them.
shout out to people who are scared to call others out, whose hands shake when they try to explain what’s wrong, whose throats threaten to close up with thoughts of ‘what if i’m just overreacting’, whose hearts are pounding out of their chests because they just stuck their necks out for their beliefs, who have lost friends and respect and safety for aligning themselves with causes