Rude or not, I could not help myself overhearing a Guido's conversation last night. "Waiting is painful. Forgetting is painful. But not knowing which to do is the worse kind of suffering." Wait wait wait wait wait. What the hell? Was he trying to be a poet or a pimp?
Let me give you the background story so this makes more sense. I was eating fine Italian in Brooklyn with my brother last night and we were sitting next to this Guido and some gir he was with. We sat down as they were in the middle of the dinner and this was the first thing I heard, "Waiting is painful. Forgetting is painful. But not knowing which to do is the worse kind of suffering." Wow. Talk about not judging a book by its cover. How could a macho Guido say something so particularly sensitive?
Well, it gets better. As I see the two of them eating in silence, he notices me looking at them and says, "You gotta problem bro?" I just shook my head and turned away. Ok, so obviously this guy was the dousche bag he was suspected to be, but where the hell did this soft side come from?
Ten minutes go by and they order dessert. I can hear the girl start sniffling as she tries to hold back tears. Mr. Guido says, "It's OK, what lies behind us, and what lies before us are tiny matters compared to what lies within us." At this point I choke on my bread and am coughing hysterically. I look over and see Mr. Guido looking down at his lap while he's talking as if he's in the fourth grade; he has a CHEAT SHEET on his lap with quotes.
So, what does this mean? Well, for starters, it reinforces the stereotype of a conniving Guido and also makes me wonder-Do love struck Guidos actually exist? If not, is there is even a spectrum or are all Guidos hard ass, wanna be pimps?
Instead of answering now, I want to hear what everyone else has to say. Then I'll give my 2 cents.