Meet the Lookerson's

[Ron Nossaman]

> My best "Lookerson" was a fellow who watched me level his keys - start 
> to finish.  Not one break.  Really!  I would have thought that after a 
> section or two, he'd have kind of seen the extend of what was to be done 
> and called it "good enough."  Nope.  Watched it all.  Walked out just 
> shaking my head inside.
> 
> William R. Monroe

This one is kind of special, and kind of sad. I wonder in a 
situation like this, what this guy has experienced in his 
life. Here's someone who might very well have spent many years 
doing something high pressure and harrowing on a day to day 
basis, who is now reduced by circumstance to hoping to relate 
to anyone doing anything that's recognizably real. He so 
seldom sees anyone DOING something not consisting of empty 
motion on autopilot, that when he does, it momentarily takes 
him back to when he could do something himself and he misses 
it. As we age, we all get glimpses into this particular pit as 
the body and mind provide progressively less of what was so 
unappreciated and effortlessly available to us in immortal 
youth. Imagine reaching a point where you can't do any of what 
formerly constituted your life and self, with no real hope of 
improvement and no ending date to work with. I've always loved 
talking to the old guys. I never hesitated to abuse them a 
little, talking to them like they were functional people 
(which they haven't experienced in sometimes many years), and 
watching the lights come on with the realization that they, 
for the moment, aren't alone.

Ron N