TITLE: Forecast Today, Mostly Deadly
People in unfamiliar circumstance almost always go with what they know and with what they’re familiar. Take the plot of King Kong for example.
A bunch of guys find themselves unexpectedly exploring a dangerous, uncharted, and mysterious island, and find to their amazement, honest to Gawd dinosaurs and a big monkey.
So what’d they bring back to civilization?
Everyone’s seen a monkey, nobody’s ever seen a dinosaur, so what did they do?
They went with what they were familiar.
Look, I don’t argue it makes sense or that’s its reasonable, I only argue that people go with what they know, even if it’s a big monkey.
Undoubtedly, the big monkey in this story is me.
Eight days ago I arrived late morning at my storefront to find a guy pressing his face against the glass and looking in. In contrast to what looked to be his million dollar designer suit, I was wearing my eight dollar designer coveralls and carrying a can of paint.
We don’t need to go off now on a visit of why I needed some paint, but when I saw him, I said, “Help you?”
He responded, looking a little guilty, like I might’ve assumed he was looking in the window for something that looked worthwhile to steal, of which there wasn’t. “Mr. Katz, Roscoe Katz?”
I nodded, and trying to lighten-up the awkward moment, smiled and said, “I am if you’re a guy looking to give me some money.”