Sunday, January 27, 2008
( 11:15 PM ) teahouse
Worshipping the Gods
One night last week I was walking down the street when I passed a brightly-lit neighborhood restaurant that's known as a hangout for Wall Street and other professional types.
As expected, I could see through the windows that the restaurant was packed with yuppies in suits.
Right by the window where I passed, I saw a waitress set down two steaming plates of food in front of two well-dressed men sitting across from each other. I imagined it was a nice relaxing dinner for two buddies catching up after work.
As I watched the waitress move away from the table, the two men bent their heads down in tandem, and clasped their hands to their laps.
"Oh, wow.." I thought. "They're praying before their meal. How very beautiful."
But as I looked more closely, I realized that both of them had portable wireless Blackberries clasped in their hands, and were actually checking their email messages, their heads hunched forward.
When I rounded the corner away from the restaurant, and looked behind me a minute later, they were still suspended in those positions, and still hadn't touched their food. #