Cheers

On the train today some random dude that looked like Malcolm-Jamal Warner circa Malcolm and Eddie sat down right next to me — sitting the wrong way across the two seats that stick out perpendicularly — on a mostly empty train. He was drinking a very large off-brand cola and stammered a lot. I nodded in agreement when he bitched to me about New York’s subway system, which he seemed to have an encyclopedic knowledge of. He was surprised to hear me say I walked over the Williamsburg Bridge during the strike.

In one of the stations there was a poster for some television museum with the gang from Cheers on it

“Cheers. I hate that show. Men drinking in bars. That’s bullshit,” he repeated several times.

Then he made an amazing observation…

“The back room. That was bullshit.”