Yesterday, while standing on Broadway and squirting a dollop of Purell into my left palm from a tiny bottle of the potion in my right hand, I was approached from behind by two young men (late teens to early 20’s) who softly asked “Excuse me Mr, could you spare some Purell?” From their speech patterns I was under the strong impression that they were NOT of the Columbia academic community.
Had I thought that they were, the episode wouldn’t have been memorable. But because I believed they were not…I was extremely impressed and in fact flattered to be asked by these polite New Yorkers! “Of course, why of course… certainly…” I said as I unleashed copious quantities into their open hands.
Two week back in NYC and I already had what I put in my diary as “a Frasier Crane (the famous psychologist) moment but instead of cinnamon in a coffee house, i dealt with sterilizing agent on a big NYC street”. Funny huh!
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