Tis the Season and all that. Every time I hear about a little man in
a Pointy Red Hat, I have to think about one of Santa's Elves.
In this little story about a little man in a little hat, if he is indeed one of Santa's Helpers, he got lost.
The little man in the hat.
There was the short man, about 2-3 ft tall, who had a tall pointy red hat and a big white beard. He would walk around subways and metros and find those people who sit on the ground play music for money.
This man would go up to them and start to stomp and clap a beat for them. Most of the time the musicians would enjoy and encourage the assistance.
One day when this man was off doing his thing, a talent agent who happened to be commuting through the same metro station heard this man’s percussive assistance and had a brilliant idea.
The talent agent realized that his clients, as good as they were with singing lacked a steady rhythm. So the talent agent decided to try to hire this man who had a gift for rhythm.
The agent approached the little man and asked him, “ Hello sir, I represent a certain talent agency that works with famous singers, and I couldn’t stop my self from hearing your rhythmical talents. I was wondering if you would want to come and work for me assisting famous singers maintain a solid beat?”
The little man replies with delight, “Boy, I’d love too!”
The agent says, “Great! What’s your name, I’ll start the paper work as soon as I can and get in touch with you.”
The little man says, “they call me the metro-gnome”.
In this little story about a little man in a little hat, if he is indeed one of Santa's Helpers, he got lost.
The little man in the hat.
There was the short man, about 2-3 ft tall, who had a tall pointy red hat and a big white beard. He would walk around subways and metros and find those people who sit on the ground play music for money.
This man would go up to them and start to stomp and clap a beat for them. Most of the time the musicians would enjoy and encourage the assistance.
One day when this man was off doing his thing, a talent agent who happened to be commuting through the same metro station heard this man’s percussive assistance and had a brilliant idea.
The talent agent realized that his clients, as good as they were with singing lacked a steady rhythm. So the talent agent decided to try to hire this man who had a gift for rhythm.
The agent approached the little man and asked him, “ Hello sir, I represent a certain talent agency that works with famous singers, and I couldn’t stop my self from hearing your rhythmical talents. I was wondering if you would want to come and work for me assisting famous singers maintain a solid beat?”
The little man replies with delight, “Boy, I’d love too!”
The agent says, “Great! What’s your name, I’ll start the paper work as soon as I can and get in touch with you.”
The little man says, “they call me the metro-gnome”.
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