A Conversation With My Friend Who Doesn’t Listen and Who Insists on Telling Me About A Song They Heard
Friend: Now I’ve heard there was a secret chord that David played, and it pleased the Lord.
But you don’t really care for music, do you?
Me: Why would you say that? I like music.
Friend: It goes like this, the fourth, the fifth
Me: Yeah, I heard that last night. It’s good.
Friend: The minor fall. The major lift.
Me: Yes…good turn of phrase.
Friend: Hallelujah. Hallelujah.
Me: Right. I heard it.
Friend: Hallelujah, Hallejuah
Me: Dude. I heard the song. (To waitress) Can I get some more coffee, please.
Friend: Hallelujah, Hallelujah
Me: Did you see…
Friend: Hallelujah, Hallelujah
Me: I talked to Mike last….
Friend: Hallelujah, Hallelujah
Me: He said that…
Friend: Hallelujah, Hallelujah
Me: (to waitress). Yes. cream and sugar.
Friend: Hallelujah, Hallelujah
Me: Next week, I….
Friend: Hallelujah, Hallelujah
Me: (loudly stirs coffee, stares at phone)
Friend: Hallelujah, Hallelujah
Me: I heard David’s song. Last night.
Friend: Hallelujah, Hallelujah
Me: Are you done?
Friend: Hall-e-looooo-jah.
Me: That’s it. I’m out.
Friend: See you next week?
Me: Yeah…
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