Small world
Tonight, the kitchen manager at my work casually mentioned that he went to the David Gilmore concert this past week here in Orlando. He proceeded to explain to me his long-running obsession with Pink Floyd. His myspace is full of pics, etc...his collection of bootlegs, he watches 'pulse' weekly...I guess he is a bit obsessed.
I wasn't really surprised, as he is the one mexican in the kitchen who speaks fluent english, doesn't seem to care for latin radio or coming to the bar to check in on what's playing on Telemundo. I've caught him jamming out behind the line to some rather offbeat stuff on the radio now and then, but I never pegged him for a Floyd fan, let alone someone who would open-minded enough to get the subtle nuances of synching.
I was astonished to learn that not only had he heard of DSoTR, he apparently owns a DVD version of the synch that has features similiar to the old 'pop-up video' show on VH-1, pointing out synch points throughout the film. He proceeded to list, in detail, numerous parts of the synch that he really enjoys, as well as other synchs that he has seen and/or heard about.
I was quite taken aback to find someone knowledgable about synchs at my workplace. Over the past 8 months living here in Orlando, I really haven't forged in friendships or even met anyone who remotely shared any of my interests...quite the opposite. Typically, front-of-the-house and back-of-the-house people don't even speak in restaurants, and the race barrier even further segregates people. I guess it goes to show how small this world really is and that kindred spirits can meet in the most unlikely places. Also, sometimes our assumptions about people can be totally off-base.










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