The Mayor of the Lower East Side

    I heard the funniest thing in an AA meeting today!

     We’re not supposed to talk about what we hear in meetings, but I honestly don’t see how this could hurt anyone. 

      This guy was qualifying–telling his personal story about his alcoholism.  He is middle-aged, Latino, artistical, plays a mean guitar.  I guess he used to party pretty hard, and sold a lot of weed and coke to boot.  The way he told it, he used to be pretty popular in the neighborhood.  When he was using, he used to have delusions of grandeur about himself.  He would consider himself to be “the Mayor of the Lower East Side.”  

      Well, because it was known that he was always holding and carrying a wad of hard cash on his person, one day he was robbed by four teenagers.  They knocked on his door and when he opened it, they kicked his ass.  Right there on the front porch.  

      Was he terrified? 

      “No!” he said.  “I was pissed!  These kids were kicking my ass, and I was on the ground yelling up at them, ‘Don’t you know who I am?  You can’t do this to me!  I am the Mayor of the Lower East Side!‘”  

      And that, my friends, is better than one of Aesop’s Fables.  


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