I love people

I thought of a lovely little memory today while driving...

     As I waited for the bus outside of my favorite bar, The Monarch, on a Saturday night, a young couple came up to my friend and I.
     "Does this jacket look good on me?" He asked as he raised his arms and shrugged his shoulders.
     The girlfriend laughed and shook her head and looked at us.
     "It's her jacket, but how does it look?" He said.
     "We drew coat check tickets and had to wear whichever jacket we got," she said in his oversized coat.
     "I don't think it looks too bad on me."
     "No, it looks good," I say, "but the sleeves might be a little short. Just keep your arms down." I turn to the girlfriend, "at least you can pull that one off," looking at the bagginess of his jacket over her shoulders. "Him, I'm not so sure about."
     The girlfriend continued to laugh, then answered her ringing phone. The boyfriend laughed, shook my hand, and told me to have a good night.

     I am not sure if in that moment I had a tremendous love for London or for mankind. I assumed it was because they were friendly brits, but I am sure couples do things like that in America too. The fact that this couple came up to us and was able to laugh and joke around with strangers made me truly appreciate people. Human beings need to joke around more, share a laugh with strangers, and make life fun.

     So next time you go to a bar with a boyfriend, girlfriend, friend, brother, sister, whomever, switch coat check tickets, it's a good laugh.