#annotazione

We were in some diner once at like 2am, after a show. I wanna say Oregon? Really backwater town, we just passed through to gas up the van and grab some grub before getting to the next stop. We hadn't changed out of our stage clothes, but I wore my hat everywhere regardless of what else I was wearing onstage.

We're sitting there and out of nowhere, this really old woman comes up to us - well, to me - and goes, "Excuse me, young man, but I couldn't help but notice that you're wearing a hat at the table."

Pickles, Sammy and Snazz all just stop dead, mid-conversation, to gawk at this random lady. I just shrug and go, "Why yes, yes I am. It's a nice hat, isn't it? Thank you for noticing."

This of course stirs up snickers from the peanut gallery. The old lady doesn't find this response amusing in the least, and frowns at me.

"Well, it's very rude to keep your hat on at the table, young man. Where is your respect for everyone else in this restaurant?"

I'm starting to somewhat lose my cool now. This old busybody is clearly just trying to start shit with us based on the way we look. Nothing new back then, but after awhile it gets old.

"Look lady, I'm just trying to sit here with my friends, we're all minding our own business, we're not bothering anyone. What does it matter if I have a hat on in here? Excuse me."

I turn back to the guys, dismissing her as politely yet firmly as I can. If I'm rude to her, it'll prove the point that she's trying to make - that we're dirtbags. We certainly weren't squeaky clean choirboys but we weren't drunk or loud or causing a scene, and I wanted to keep it that way.

Of course, the old hag wasn't about to go down without some sort of fight, because ten minutes later, out comes the restaurant manager. I honestly felt bad for the guy. He already looked like he was at his wits' end. But I wasn't backing down, especially when I saw her looming in the background with a self-satisfied smirk on her face.

"I'm not taking the hat off," I said before he could even open his mouth.

"Guys, please," said the manager in almost a whisper. "This lady's whole family are regulars in my diner, if I don't do what she says she can ruin my business."

Snazz was shaking his head. "Hey, man, if you get her to leave us alone I'll pay for our bill and hers, plus tip," he offered.

The manager looked over at the old lady to see if she'd buy it. She did not. She erupted into a tirade, dressing the poor manager down in front of us. I didn't even have to glance at Pickles, I could feel the rage emanating from him before he finally exploded.

"Okay, really?! All this over a fuckin HAT?!"

Before anyone could say anything else, the old bitch practically ran at me, arm stretched out to yank my hat off. Her fingers barely brushed the brim when a skinny, freckled arm shot out and grabbed her arm.

In the end, yeah, we got kicked out. But the manager gave us all free "to go" plates that he had to sneak out to us from the back of the building. Sammy gave him a joint in return.

annotazione, sul sito gemello di slowforward: https://differx.noblogs.org/2025/09/28/scrivere-durante-gaza/

un’annotazione di Antonio Syxty sul suo libro NZ, da poco uscito per ikonaLíber NOTA PER IL LETTORE Questo libro è un estratto da una raccolta di scritti che sono parte del Primo Famoso e Improbabile Archivio di Antonio Syxty.L’Archivio si definisce e si presenta al mondo con un nome d’avventura voluto probabilmente dal suo stesso autore e fa parte di un progetto più ampio denominato T.F.Y.L.…

https://www.mtmteatro.it/lorenzo-mari-unaudioannotazione-di-poetica/

Il mio intervento a Esiste la ricerca (Milano, 18 marzo 2023) Leonardo Canella 1 A Esiste la ricerca io mi sono preparato. Adesso mi taglio le unghie e il giorno prima mi sono tagliato le unghie che se un editore mi invita a pranzo vede che c’ho le unghie lunghe e non va bene. Anche se Marco Giovenale mi invita a pranzo con le unghie lunghe non va bene. Marco Giovenale è uno molto importante.…

Di

chiara