Personality Profile -- George the non-alien

While I was observing the scene in the Kashmir Lounge I noticed that there was an outlet right behind my chair. My laptop had run out of batteries and I certainly was not done with my computer for the day. Am I technology addicted, maybe... but I had to go to the restroom and if I was going to sit there for another hour I wanted another glass of really bad red wine.

I quickly scanned the bar to look for someone that might be sober enough to remember to watch my chair while I ran my errands. I noticed this gentleman across the way and walked over to ask him to keep an eye on my seat and my to go box. When he answered that he would I noticed that he had a speech impediment. We introduced ourselves and I realized that George was handicapped.

When I returned from my errands he was sitting at my table. I thanked him and jokingly let him know he didn't have to keep that close an eye on my seat. Just as he was getting up to return to his table a couple swiped it. So I told him he could share mine.... Here is George's story.

When George was 16 he and his friend hit a tree going 120 miles per hour. He flew through the windshield and broke just about every bone in his body. He can't work because physically he never quite healed, but as he says, "Just because my body is broken doesn't mean that I'm not sharper then almost anyone in this place." George had to start over at 16. Imagine having to learn everything that babies learn with the consciousness of a 16 year old. How frustrating that must be. He doesn't drink and has never done drugs even when his friends were smoking pot. (He made sure that he let me know that) He looks for three things in women, looks, figure and personality, not necessarily in that order. He was married and has a daughter my age. And he loves the sixties cover band and comes to all their shows.

George was incredibly sweet and inspiring. Even with all his hardship he had an amazing view on life, a pure joy. He is a year older than my mother but that didn't stop him from slightly hitting on me. He kept telling me I had the "It Factor".

So what did I take away? I think it's a lesson that I already subscribe to. No matter how bad things get you can always start over, be it at 16 or 32. And.... to always enjoy life and people because you will never know what's coming next.