the ides of march

this morning on the way to work guy is sitting behind the wheel of a beat-up white pick up truck stenciled HAUL YR JUNK

waiting at the stop light he shouts at me, dude!  what's the date today!!

i look at him & gesture like you talkin' to me?

he shouts again. dude!  yeah!  the date, man!  what is the date!

i cup my hands around my mouth and shout, beware the ides of march!

guy gives me this i-just-farted-in-the-elevator look

then the light turns green & he drives away