Business…today, I’ve got a piece on coming to peace with the late Eric Gregg. No hard feelings.
(And no, the piece isn’t the dumbest thing ever. At least not to me.)
Moving on, I must admit I feel kind of bad about this post. I really don’t think it’s fair to laugh at people for shortcomings beyond their control. So instead of laughing at this story’s protagonist, chastise the system that contributed to him. After you laugh, of course.
So my man Bobo sends me a text yesterday.
“Somebody asked me dead serious what part of Texas Puerto Rico was in.”
Now there was no way this was a true story, so I had to call him and find out the story.
It seems that he was telling a friend of his that he was going to Puerto Rico for a few days. The dude said something positive about him taking this trip…to Texas.
So he said, again, that he was going to Puerto Rico.
“That’s on the other side of Texas, right? What part of Texas is that in?”
So my buddy’s nice enough and deft enough that he was able to provide the dude with an out that wouldn’t embarrass him. He told him that he was talking about the Puerto Rico in the Caribbean.
“That’s over there by Africa, right?”
Public schools. They’re failing. Bad.
But real talk–most people I know are dreadful with geography. Not that bad, but pretty damn bad. We gotta work on that for real. As Big Walt would say, we gotta do it for the bebbies.