“I don’t have any change,” by Julia at Colazione da Bianca


Friday October 24, 2014 at Colazione da Bianca
3:39pm
5 minutes
Overheard at 49th Parallel

It’s the second time someone has come up to me trying to sell me lazer beam lights as if I could really use a green lazer beam light for my every day activities. Yeah, I almost told the second guy, how much do I have to pay you to get my very own travelling discoteque? You know, in case I’d like to bust it out at my next lecture, or, hey, even while ordering an empty brioche at 8am on a Tuesday? But I get it, it’s a job. Gotta make money somehow in this town. But those guys you can say no to easier because, really buddy, lazers? I roll my eyes and they know they’re trying to sell the impossible if their audience is anyone over the age of 4. The harder ones to shake your head at are the ones who just need 50 cents to help buy a coffee or a pack of cigarettes. Those are the ones who hang around for 6 minutes after you’ve said no, hoping that you’ll change your mind.

“I don’t have any change,” by Sasha at 49th Parallel on West 4th


Friday October 24, 2014 at 49th Parallel
11:48am
5 minutes
Overheard at 49th Parallel

I don’t got no small coins
or cumulous clouds
or satisfaction (thank you for the permission to borrow that thought)
I don’t got no music for this shot
it’s quiet
it’s still
that scares me
You?
Sorry lady I don’t have the change you’re looking for
I’ll blast you with cool air
air conditioner whipper snapper
I’ll sip my seven dollar iced coffee drink
I’ll ignore you and your suffering and your need
I’ll put a leaf in your hat and glare
Meanwhile rain’s started
I don’t got no recognition of what’s real
I’m floating above you
See me there?
I’m spinning “sorry” into worry
I don’t got no platform man
All I got is a piece of pavement and the colour of my eyes