On June 5th
was the last transit of Venus across the sun for over a century.
Fernando, being the astute lover of all things cosmological that he
is, procured a set of eclipse shades and made a thing out of it to
make sure he viewed this once-in-a-lifetime event. Once the transit
started in the early evening, he popped those bad boys on and headed
out into the parking lot to stare at the sun.
He was not able to watch
it uninterrupted, however, as he still was open for business, so when
somebody pulled into the parking lot Fernando doffed the shades and
returned indoors. Most people either knew what he was doing or did
not care enough to comment on Fernando's behavior, but one
enterprising soul who came to return some movies seemed unable to
grasp why Fernando would do this thing.
“What are you doing?”
he asked.
“Watching the transit
of Venus across the sun,” replied Fernando. He removed the shades.
“Would you like to take a look?”
“What's the point?”
“Well, it only happens
once every century or so. Since I'm not yet immortal, I'd like to
ensure that I see it before I die.”
“It's just Venus
crossing the sun.”
“Right. That's the
whole point.”
“That's boring.”
“So is watching
football and Christ knows I have to put up with people who harp on
and on about that.”
Either the analogy
explained things sufficiently or the guy gave up. Fernando doesn't
care which.
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