Every Saturday, we’ll be posting a new illustration by David Lester. The Mecca Normal guitarist is visually documenting people, places and events from his band’s 28-year run, with text by vocalist Jean Smith.
I was once involved with a man who had a meltdown because his coworker brought the same sandwich every day for lunch. The meltdown was debilitating enough that he had to cancel our date that Friday night and stay at home in some sort of anguish, in the dark, on his living room floor after a full week of the same sandwich appearing at the staffroom lunch table.
I felt bad for him, but I also felt lousy about myself that night, taking the bus home after he’d called to say he couldn’t come and get me and couldn’t see me. I was trying to understand why, and he didn’t want to tell me, but in the end it was the co-worker’s sandwich. Again.
I looked at my face, my reflection in the bus window next to me. Everyone else was going home to warmth and love, and I was going home inextricably linked to a man harnessed to the daily appearance of a salami sandwich on rye cut at an angle instead of straight-a-fucking-cross.
