My Friend from New York came into Nashville for an Arts conference. Last night we met downtown at her very elegant hotel and wandered a few blocks over to Nash Vegas to the one restaurant I know that isn’t touristy. After standing at the crowded bar for our drinks – her drink was totally alcohol free. A point I only mention should her husband read this because they are both having an alcohol free month and I’d hate to have her lose the bet on a misunderstanding.
Anyway, finally we were brought to our table, a booth at the window with a lovely view of... a man surrounded by five policemen. My Friend from New York, the Hostess and I watched as the man was pushed up against the window. I joked about the awesome entertainment they restaurant had provided. The Hostess left, still watching the window. My Friend from New York and I laughed as we sat down and when we looked up again, a mere minute later, he was naked!
Well, the parts we could see were naked. Not entirely sure what was happening below the window area but we’re going to have to assume his bottom half was clothed. I’m pretty sure there would have been more of a crowd watching had he been fully naked. Then an officer, who had apparently been digging through his stuff next to out naked friend, put three bigger than 40oz. bottles of booze on the windowsill and some wrapping papers. We tried; the table next to us tried, the wait staff tried but taking a picture while someone is getting arrested is not a comfortable thing. Although, the table beside us did get a campy shot with the police posing through the window for them, ours were duds. Our ‘awkwardly hold the phone so it doesn’t look like we’re taking a picture and take a picture’ pictures didn’t come out at all. Well, except for this lovely one of the bigger than 40oz.’s.
And taking a picture of the situation didn't feel right in the first place. We did it, but it didn't feel right. This was not Naked Man's shining moment of awesome. It was not one he'd want documented for all eternity on social media.
We put our phones away but I wondered, What Would Robin Roberts Do were she faced with this dilemma? Well, I'm betting she wouldn't take the picture. She'd likely go out and find out what Naked Man's story was. How he came to be arrested carrying large amounts of booze in Nash Vegas. She's awesome and caring like that.
We just ate our dinner.
Robin Roberts is speaking at the public library tonight. Since Sunday, I’ve gotten six “you look like Robin Roberts” sightings. I still don’t look like her and I’m still getting them. I was going to go down and meet with her. Have my picture taken next to her so that I could finally prove that I don’t look like her at all. Tell her my story and thank her for being not being a numpty.
But then I decided not to. I’m going to leave the mystery alone. I’m sure my little story about being mistaken for her isn’t going to be more than a blip in her day. And I would be disappointed to take this thing that’s made my life a little bit of magic here and have it diminished by someone whose magic is made of brighter lights. And, at no point in my life do I want to be the person on the other end of a person ‘awkwardly holding the phone so it doesn’t look like they’re taking a picture’ picture. It didn’t feel right for us and it couldn’t have felt right for Naked Man.
Also, I’m pretty sure Robin Roberts and I can’t be in the same space at the same time or the world will end. I wouldn't want to be the cause of that drama so I'm staying away.
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