"Just Touching Limes Like They Like It!"
Ranters: African-American male of high school age, dressed in crisp sportswear and straddling a lowrider bike; white college boy, probably about 22
Location: El Yu Taco Truck at bus stop at Normandie and West Adams
Topics Covered: The desirability of Coca-Cola, condiment-related manners, courtesy in food handling, the possibility of racism
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[College Boy orders tacos and then, surprised at how little they cost, orders a Coke as well.]
Kid on Bike: Get me a Coke, too. [Pause] I'll take a Coke.
[Confused, College Boy glances at Kid on Bike and then looks away.]
Kid on Bike: I said, I'll take a Coke.
College Boy: I'm not getting you a Coke.
[Kid on Bike stares at College Boy.]
College Boy: They're just a dollar.
Kid on Bike: If they're so cheap, get me one.
[College Boy laughs, awkwardly, and spoons salsa into plastic cups. A moment passes.]
Kid on Bike: Still waiting on that Coke.
[College Boy fusses with condiments.]
Kid on Bike: Get me a napkin. [A moment passes. College Boy fumbles with onions and limes.] Man, you got a listening problem. I'm not just talking to hear myself — now, shit, look at that! You just touched all of them limes!
College Boy: I didn't touch any —
Kid on Bike: With your bare hands, you touched 18 limes!
College Boy: I touched two.
Kid on Bike: With your bare hands! Take that one and that one —
[College Boy's order is up. He gathers his food and heads to the bus stop. He takes no limes but shakes his head wearily.]
Kid on Bike: I ain't got my Coke yet! [Laughs. Turns to his friend, also on a bike, who has been silent throughout.] Just touching limes like they like it!
College Boy: I didn't touch any goddamn limes!
Kid on Bike: [Laughs.] You know what he's thinking?
Kid on Bike's Friend: What?
Kid on Bike: "Fuckin' niggers."
College Boy: No, it's "Fuckin' assholes!"
[Kid on Bike and his friend wheel out onto Normandie, circling toward the bus stop, but College Boy's bus pulls up before whatever might happen next can shape itself.]
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