Really – we did. Last week, in fact.
My friend, J, and I were walking to the train and Elvis walked right past us. He was looking a little worse for wear, in a business suit with his tie askew. He also had on a string of Mardi Gras beads.
(I’m not really sure what the beads were about.)
In case you think I’m crazy, we weren’t the only ones who saw him. When we got to the street corner, we stood with three other people who’d also seen Elvis.
They told us that Elvis had almost gotten hit while jaywalking through the intersection.
(Does that man live dangerously or what?)
Said one guy: Yep. Today Elvis almost died for the second time.
One thing’s for certain – working downtown is never boring.