MASK
November 2nd 2006 09:58
Jacob looked at me. “You know what, I really like George Michael. I was listeni-”
“Yeah a lot of the jocks from high school liked George Michael too, I think. Their girlfriends were really hot,” I said. “They had sex a lot. I think they still have a lot of sex with their girlfriends now, too.”
Jacob gave me a strange look. “Anyway, check this mask out.”
Jacob put on a mask that looked like someone who was smiling. “It’s okay,” I said. “Look at mine.”
I put on a mask that looked like someone who was happy. Jacob changed his mask to one that looked like George Bush. I put on another mask that looked like my father. Jacob put on a mask that looked confident. I put on another mask that looked smart. Jacob put on a mask of someone with well kept hair. I put on another mask of someone who was about to go clubbing. Jacob put on another mask of someone who looked like George Michael. I told him to immediately change it. I put on a mask that looked like Arnold Schwarzenegger. Jacob put on a mask that looked like a sheep. I put on another mask that looked like Che. Jacob put on another mask that looked like everyone else. I put on another mask that looked like a beautiful woman. Jacob put on a mask of an innocent girl. I put on a mask of a beaten woman. Jacob put on a mask with one eye. I put on a mask with four eyes. Jacob put on a mask with lots of makeup. I put on a mask of Elvis. Jacob put on a mask of a priest. I put on a mask of a law enforcer. Jacob put on a mask of a rich person.
Jacob put on a mask with a star as a face. I put on a mask with a sun as a face. There were moons above us. The shop keeper told us to both put the masks back where we took them. One mask cracked, and Jacob’s face came out of it, and I did not want to look.
David entered the shop. “You guys are taking ages.”
I was wearing a mask that looked like someone I once drew in a notebook. “Sorry, we need good masks for Halloween.” I didn’t remove my mask.
Jacob put his arm around my shoulder. “Dean got the job at the ad agency.” I smiled and shifted away from Jacob’s arm.
“Congratulations, bro!” David smiled and hugged me. He tapped my mask. “I’m buying you some Absinth, man.”
The job interview went well today. There were two people who interviewed me. One was a red head guy in his forties who was hesitant to hire me. The other was the account manager, Theresa, who was in her twenties. She kept insulting him and putting his theories down. He walked away. She smiled and shook my hand. “We’ll be calling you, but you’ve pretty much landed the job.”
“Thanks.” I smiled and shook her hand with both of mine. I said goodbye and headed to my car.
Theresa.
I ended up buying a mask that looks neutral. It’s flesh coloured and expressionless. It feels like clay. As I type this entry, the mask is wrapped behind my head, so there are eyes that see behind me.
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Comment by Always Eighteen
Always Eighteen
yes I was pissed about Speed 2! It ruined the whole movie for me, because I thought the kiss they made in the train guaranteed them a happily ever after.
I was also pissed about Princess Diaries 2 - they canned her childhood best friend and replaced him with some new prince! Not that I've seen princess diaries...
Comment by Adrian
Philosophy Blog
But I can't help thinking: won't you have to change the name of your blog next year?