After meeting with #6, about a series of shorts based on retail horror stories, we were waiting for the 66 bus when a guy walked out of Charlie's, crossed the street and asked me "Do you know Matt Waxman?"
"Nope." I said. Because I don't.
"Well, he's a fat fucken nobody." The guy said. "He goes to Harvard. Everybody else who goes to Harvard is a somebody. And most of them are attractive but Matt Waxman is a fat fucken nobody." And he walked away.
#6 turned to me and asked "Why do these things constantly happen to you?"
I don't know.