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getFrisky! Essen | 31. Januar 2009 | Ticket-Vorverkauf
Ich hab einen Kiosk um die Ecke, bei dem ich gern kaufe. Der Inhaber ist ein 27-jähriger Türke, ein netter Kerl, wir mögen uns. Kommt eine getunte Mercedes E-Klasse vorgefahren, ein Freund des Kioskbesitzers steigt aus. Ich kenne ihn auch. Ich frage:
Sag mal, welchen Job hast du, das dir so eine Karre leisten kannst?
Ich bin selbstständig.
Grinst dabei.
Das ist ja noch kein Beruf. Was machst du denn genau?
Grinst weiter.
Nee, bin arbeitslos.
Grinst immer noch.
Und wie kannst du dir so ein Auto leisten?
Ich habe einen reichen Vater … ausserdem ey … die Karre kotzt mich an, ich kaufe mir nächste Woche einen Porsche.
This touches me deeply. My father died 1992, and I wish I had some similar sort of time with him in his last days. I hadn’t, because we were angry and disappointed with each other. We were fools.
He loved his collection of watches and his Mercedes Benz S Class, his business, his suits, his Mont Blanc pens, his Sundays at the horse races, his meetings with business ‘friends’ and his all-over luxury. I would have loved a single sentence by him like “I’m proud of you my son, for what you are and what you are not”, but all I ever heard was “you’re not good enough”.
I’m 35 years old, and I look exactly like him when he was 35. This is all we ever shared and all we share now.
