Choose you for it
“1, 2, 3, shoot…”
Wednesday was a long day, followed by a long train ride home. Took an extra transfer to chat with someone, signal malfunction, transfer to another line, long wait…
Finally I get into the last car on a train to my neighborhood… not too full, maybe a seat… musical chairs… and I end up holding the poll between a group of seats.
One guy was sharing the poll, everyone else had seats. My face must have looked tired, but my pollmate’s did too. Early to mid-60’s, Black, leathery face – must work outside.
Next stop, a woman gets up. I motion that he should sit. He motions that I should sit. I shrug my shoulders, as if to say, it’s not going to happen. And then he pulls his elbow back, hand near his hip:
I’ll choose you for it
I almost fell down laughing. It was the best moment of the week.
(when I stopped laughing I said “you take this one, I’ll take the next” and he chuckled and sat down)
JD2718 
I wonder if it was one those polls Giuliani was using :-)
This is such a nice story. Especially when we, here, hear so many awful things about NYC. I assume he was going to play rock/paper/scissors? I never even heard of that until I began teaching and I still don’t know it (can’t remember which beats what).
So I’m finally visiting folks tonight. Life is too hectic. The other birds have come back. I don’t know why, because the shrike is still here visiting every day. They must have figured out his visiting schedule or something. Or they have a lookout (they actually probably do).
I’m assuming he was going to shoot evens/odds. (one or two fingers)
And I wouldn’t be surprised if your birds kept a watch. I’ve seen those sorts of things.