Where Everybody Knows Your Name
Wednesday, May 26, 2010Small Town Sweet and Sour, Part IV "Sometimes you want to go, where everybody knows your name, and they're always glad you...
Wednesday, May 26, 2010
Small Town Sweet and Sour, Part IV
"Sometimes you want to go,
where everybody knows your name,
and they're always glad you came;"
OK, you should be singing the theme song from "Cheers" in your head now, at least the chorus.That was the great thing about Sam Malone's Boston bar. You weren't a nameless, faceless entity at Cheers. No matter how aggravating the individual, no one was a disposable extra. No one was a Star Trek red-shirt crew member. (In the early series, crew members in red shirts were always the first ones to be eaten by aliens, or sucked into a quicksand vortex on the strange planet.)
And so it is in a small town. Everyone knows your name. Or at least they think they do. That's a huge blessing sometimes. Like when you forget your checkbook at the convenience store, but since you know the manager, they let you run home without paying and get it. Or when you overhear the lady at the video store asking so-and-so's kids if their parents would approve of them renting that particular video game.
Other times, it's not so enjoyable having everyone know your name, depending on what they've heard and assume to be true about you. Then it's a lot like what happens when your older brother or sister was rotten in school and your teachers figure out you're related. And then, sometimes, you just want to disappear...
Sometimes I want to go, where no one knows my name.
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