Going Bananas

I read in an Anne Lamott book that the Law of the Jungle is to share your bananas, images-1 something I remembered while eating lunch in Central Park.

It was going out to lunch without spending a fortune, something I so miss, but a girl in debt has to make compromises boring as it is.

It’s also necessary if you’re trying to lasso your Visa that’s about to bust through the barn door.

I went halfheartedly to the deli and bought a Swiss, lettuce and tomato sandwich on rye with a side order of potato salad…a banana for dessert. I know, it wasn’t exactly linguine in clam sauce and a lemon tart, but what are gonna do?

So there I was preparing to eat when I notice a hobo, as my mother so politically correct would have called him, a few feet from me. I didn’t see him at first, but suddenly a peculiar smell began wafting in the direction of lunch. I didn’t move for fear of insulting him. I know, how crazy is that, but then again, you’re not from Connecticut the, if it kills you be polite no matter what, capital of the world.

Feeling impoverished myself, I wondered if this man in his tattered shirt and holy pants, had eaten.

“Excuse me sir, I was just wondering if you’ve had your lunch?”

He looked at me, quite appropriately I might add, as if I were nuts…but did that stop me?

“I thought you’d like half of mine since there’s so much here.” Which was true. Unbeknownst to me, Arturo, the deli man, put extra goodies in my bag as a surprise bonus: chips, raisins and a shit load of dill pickles.

Again this man looked at me like I was crazy. What I know about men, homeless or otherwise is, you don’t ask them about food. You just put it in front of them and they’ll eat, like when they were little. It’s true…try it and see.

I took half the sandwich along with the chips, raisins and pickles making a place mat out of napkins adding a flower I found on the grass.

I then said, bon appetit, returning to my bench.

Nothing eles was said by me, but when I turned to look he was happily eating.

Remembering Anne Lamott, I got up and gave him my banana.

Better than him giving me his.

Well I’m just saying πŸ™‚

SB

 

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About Susannah Bianchi

I'm just a girl who likes to write slightly on slant. I've had a career in fashion, dabbled in film and to be honest, I don't like talking about myself. Now my posts are another matter so I will let them speak for themselves. My eBooks, A New York Diary, Model Behavior: Friends For Life and Notes From A Working Cat can be found on Amazon.com. Thanks.
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16 Responses to Going Bananas

  1. skinnyuz2b says:

    Susannah, you would survive in the jungle. Various animal groups would sense your soul and protect you. Just like Mowgli!

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  2. micklively says:

    Do you think you could volunteer for a cloning programme? This world desperately needs more Susannahs.

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  3. Lynn says:

    Good on you Susannah! It is difficult to see beyond the smelly some days.

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    • Don’t I know it, and I’m big on smells. Just yesterday I was reading at the library and a man came and sat right next to me on the couch reeking of cigarettes and God knows what else. This time I did move. Also, the couch is really meant for two comfortably. Nice hearing from you. Nice you had Kate as a guest writer πŸ™‚

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  4. katecrimmins says:

    You are a good person. There is no way I would share chips!

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    • I would have preferred to fork over the potato salad but know chips are universal. Arturo puts chives in his PS, wasn’t sure my lunch companion would have liked that…ugh…why wasn’t I born in Texas.

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  5. Elle Knowles says:

    Aww Susannah…that’s so sweet. The world would be a better place with a few more like you around. And I would give up ‘Grey’s Anatomy’ to be eating a deli sandwich in Central Park right now. πŸ˜‰

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  6. Alva Chinn says:

    Sweet and sassy at the same time. Thank you for the smiles, Susannah!!!

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  7. The world or at least NY is a much better place with you roaming the streets with your observant eyes. Adding the flower … manners to the max!

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