creepy thing from yesterday

[rm]

As I was walking from the subway home yesterday, a man walked up to me on the corner, stopped dead in front of me, and held his hand up, palm facing me flat open and said, "How do," but it was indistinct, said with as little motion of the actual mouth as possible. He stared at me, I mean, really stared, eyes huge and wild, and I looked at him hard for a moment, because who the fuck would act like this if they didn't know you (and really, even if they did), but I couldn't even recognize him as a guy in the neighborhood. So I just said hello in a very sort of disturbed way and swerved around him. He didn't seem homeless, didn't smell of alcohol and didn't seem high, and the whole thing disturbed the hell out of me.

Meanwhile, I have an entire day without obligations today, and I don't even know what to do with it.

Comments

[monkeycurious.livejournal.com]

I had weird experience my first year of University here.

I usually walked up to catch a ride with a friend who lived about 6 blocks away. As a I neared his house I saw man in what we called a Cowichan Indian Sweater and Toque. The man seemed to be staring at me with such hate.

I couldn't figure out who he was. I was preparing to cross the street when he stuck his hand up beside his face so I couldn't see his eyes and he kept them covered as I passed.

I found out from my friend later that their was a halfway house across the street for schizophrenics. He was probably just a little insane that's all.

[delchi.livejournal.com]

This vaguely reminds me of the time earlier this year I was in the bookstore and saw a woman who was a dead ringer for you ( a few years ago , not currently ) and almost dropped my book, my chai , and tried to mutter a hi are you ... ? " w/out sounding like the afroementioned possible loon.