Tonight I go to my local bar, and see the always jovial Adam. Now Adam is a second generation owner of this establishment. And anyone that’s been behind a bar for that long has heard it all, seen it all, and is never at a loss for a story, anecdote, or other philosophical word to keep their patrons happy.
So, I tell Adam about how I’m just recovering from a bad illness. He said “well then, you’re ready for a drink.” I tell him how I just checked on the weather at where I’m going on vacation, and it says that 3 of the 4 days are going to be thunderstorms. He replies “bah – they can barely predict the next hour, nevertheless the next week. The weather is going to be great!”
So I say, “Adam, you’re so optimistic about everything! Do you follow basketball?” Adam says “yeah, why?” And I ask “So tell me something good about the Knicks?” To that Adam laughs “The Knicks? You want me to say something good about the Knicks? I mean c’mon!”
That’s how bad the situation has gotten in New York, where the Knicks have stumped a man who has been trained since birth to have a positive spin on any topic. And if Adam is stumped, then what the heck do I have to offer?