I watched last night’s Presidential debate from the bar at Finn McCool’s, a pub on Santa Monica’s Main Street. About two-thirds of the way through these two 20something jock types came in, and right away one of them looked around the room, noticed that 12 or 15 people were watching the screen and said to his pally, “Oh, okay…everybody’s watching this thing.” In other words, they came in to watch a game and were unhappy about the bar’s two or three screens being otherwise engaged.
I was sitting right next to them and silently saying to myself, “Yeah, it’s tough, chief…I know. Once every four years around October and November people in bars like this actually watch something other than football or baseball games. Not an easy one to swallow, I realize. Especially for guys like yourself, right? Life sucks every so often.”