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<strong>High</strong> <strong>Fidelity</strong><br />
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6/20/2006<br />
have a terrible, chilling, bone-shaking experience: the most pathetic man in the world gives me a smile<br />
of recognition. The Most Pathetic Man In The World has huge horn-rimmed spectacles and buckteeth;<br />
he’s wearing a dirty fawn anorak and brown cord trousers which have been rubbed smooth at the knee;<br />
he, too, is being taken to see Howard’s End by his parents, despite the fact that he’s in his late twenties.<br />
And he gives me this terrible little smile because he has spotted a kindred spirit. It disturbs me so much<br />
that I can’t concentrate on Emma Thompson and Vanessa and the rest, and by the time I rally, it’s too<br />
late and the story’s too far on down the road for me to catch up. In the end, a bookcase falls on<br />
someone’s head.<br />
I would go so far as to say that TMPMITW’s smile has become one of my all-time top-five low points,<br />
the other four of which temporarily escape me. I know I’m not as pathetic as the most pathetic man in<br />
the world (Did he spend last night in an American recording artist’s bed I very much doubt it.); the<br />
point is that the difference between us is not immediately obvious to him, and I can see why. This,<br />
really, is the bottom line, the chief attraction of the opposite sex for all of us, old and young, men and<br />
women: we need someone to save us from the sympathetic smiles in the Sunday-night cinema queue,<br />
someone who can stop us from falling down into the pit where the permanently single live with their<br />
mums and dads. I’m not going back there again; I’d rather stay in for the rest of my life than attract that<br />
kind of attention.<br />
Twelve<br />
During the week, I think about Marie, and I think about The Most Pathetic Man In The World, and I<br />
think, at Barry’s command, about my all-time top five episodes of Cheers: 1) The one where Cliff found<br />
a potato that looked like Richard Nixon. 2) The one where John Cleese offered Sam and Diane<br />
counseling sessions. 3) The one where they thought that the chief of staff of the U.S. armed forces,<br />
played by the real-life admiral guy, had stolen Rebecca’s earrings. 4) The one where Sam got a job as a<br />
sports presenter on TV. 5) The one where Woody sang his stupid song about Kelly. (Barry said I was<br />
wrong about four of the five, that I had no sense of humor, and that he was going to ask Channel 4 to<br />
scramble my reception between nine-thirty and ten every Friday night because I was an undeserving and<br />
unappreciative viewer.) But I don’t think about anything Laura said that Saturday night until<br />
Wednesday, when I come home to find a message from her. It’s nothing much, a request for a copy of a<br />
bill in our household file, but the sound of her voice makes me realize that there are some things we<br />
talked about that should have upset me but somehow didn’t.<br />
First of all,—actually, first of all and last of all—this business about not sleeping with Ian. How do I<br />
know she’s telling the truth She could have been sleeping with him for weeks, months, for all I know.<br />
And anyway, she only said that she hasn’t slept with him yet, and she said that on Saturday, five days<br />
ago. Five days! She could have slept with him five times since then! (She could have slept with him<br />
twenty times since then, but you know what I mean.) And even if she hasn’t, she was definitely<br />
threatening to. What does ‘yet’ mean, after all “I haven’t seen Resevoir Dogs yet.” What does that<br />
mean It means you’re going to go, doesn’t it<br />
“Barry, if I were to say to you that I haven’t seen Reservoir Dogs yet, what would that mean”<br />
Barry looks at me.<br />
“Just … come on, what would it mean to you That sentence ‘I haven’t seen Reservoir Dogs yet’ ”<br />
“To me, it would mean that you’re a liar. Either that or you’ve gone potty. You saw it twice. Once<br />
with Laura, once with me and Dick. We had that conversation about who killed Mr. Pink or whatever<br />
fucking color he was.”<br />
“Yeah, yeah, I know. But say I hadn’t seen it and I said to you, ‘I haven’t seen Reservoir Dogs yet,’<br />
what would you think”<br />
“I’d think, you’re a sick man. And I’d feel sorry for you.”<br />
“No, but would you think, from that one sentence, that I was going to see it”<br />
“I’d hope you were, yeah, otherwise I would have to say that you’re not a friend of mine.”