I went to the Kin Shop in the West Village for dinner last night. When I asked if seats were available at the bar, the host obliged, but with a warning. "There's a loud person sitting at the bar, but they are finishing dessert so they should be leaving soon."
Why not? How bad can it be?
As he was walking me to the bar, I pointed to an individual, he nodded his head in agreement. My phone was at 10% charge and dying so I gave it to the host to plug into an outlet while I had dinner.
Once I sat down, the magnitude of the noise this person was generating finally hit me. I couldn't believe it! It was unreal. The bartender came over to bring water. I had a smirk on my face and said "this noise is making me laugh." She smiled and said she'd be back with a menu. As this was going on, other restaurant employees were walking past the bar doing double takes or giving me looks of frustration with the noise. This of course, made me crack up.
I looked over at the guy, who was a fat nerd sitting with a lady friend. The speed at which he was talking was insane. He was doing crazy turbo hand motions as well. He almost sounded angry. The girl was not phased by this conversation maniac yell-talking and gesturing at her at light speed. She just carried on like regular old peeps.
If I had to compare his manner of conversation to something, it would be the end of the Metallica song One.
Darkness imprisoning me
All that I see
I cannot live
I cannot die
Trapped in myself
Body my holding cell
Some of the turbo conversation topics were Glastonbury Festival, reggae, Scotland. There was literally no way to escape this conversation.
It became clear that this individual has some kind of medical condition. Perhaps Tourette Syndrome. He needed a downer in the worst way. After time, I started to tune the noise assault out. Which was kind of difficult due to the fact this person was 3 chairs away.
Somehow they miraculously left the bar. That was seriously the longest dessert ever.
I left about 10 minutes later. Just to give you an idea of how long this noise assault lasted. I came in with a 10% charge. Left with a 77% charge.
This guy really should've taken medication to control himself. That's like an hour of nonstop hyper frantic gesture yell-talking. I bet his heart rate was going nuts.
It was also crazy disruptive.
Posted by: Asif on 02.19.2014 - New York City, NY
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