[Another great guest blog about another uber friendly security guard! Thanks to my co-workers for helping out with this site. The day's fast approaching when we'll have to vacate. You know what that means, right? PARTY! If you'd like to help with planning it, let me know.]
All Along the Clocktower by Mindy Richman Garfinkel
It’s raining or snowing, and the commute’s been a bitch. A cold, harsh wind is whipping around the buildings between Metro Center and Pennsylvania Avenue, adding to my general misery. I slog it up the steps to Opootus and as I wrench open that heavy door, the day gets about 100 watts brighter. Well, hello there! intones the smooth baritone voice, accompanied by a radiant smile. It’s that friendly security guard, Nick Liggins. He’s just reset the equilibrium that had gotten slightly off-kilter since I left home. Now I’m ready for work.
Nick’s quite a guy, a whole package of surprises when you get right down to it. I discovered it when he mentioned that he didn’t understand some of the lyrics to Bohemian Rhapsody. Bohemian Rhapsody? I had some trouble with them, too, I offered, my interest piqued. He sang:
I’ve seen a little silhouetto of a man
Gotta musch, gotta musch, gotta do the Fandango
And that’s how I came to know that Nick likes Queen. (A quick lyrics search determined that it’s Scaramouche, Scaramouche, by the way. Wikipedia says he’s a roguish clown character of the Italian commedia dell’arte who wears a black mask and, sometimes, glasses. Maybe you already knew that.) Continue reading