The last few nights have been full or errands. When I was a kid errands were fun. They meant leaving the house, and generally the possibility of mom buying sweets and probably taking us to the library.
They aren't like that anymore.
Okay. There are still sweets involved. But that is just because it takes a rediculous amount of sugar and chocolate to get me motivated to do anything. And now I have to buy the sweets myself. Which just makes me feel guilty for spending money.
Anyway. The other night I was in town, running late, fighting the flu, and stressed because everything was closed so I couldn't even get the things done I needed to.
I was walking towards the currency exchange place on the off chance that it was open (it wasn't.) When a guy walking towards me reached into his jacket and pulled something out. Now when I say pulled something out I mean he extended his arm, with this smallish, black object in hand, towards my bubble.
I thought "Oh my gosh! A tazer!!! He is going to assult me!! Here? is he stupid? no, the street is dark, there aren't many people around... Oh my goodness they are probably his accomplises!!! Have I walked into a human trafficing ring!!! This is the perfect spot for them to hang out!! Right in front of the tourist info, removed, dark and only tourist would not know it was removed, dark and closed at this time of night!! Or he could just pretend that he was my brother and I was having seasure!!!"
These and other thoughts swarmed in my head for the split second before I realized that he the smallish, black object was his i-pod and he was extending his arm in my direction in order to untangle the head-phones.
Yes, comments about my morbid imagination have been made before.
Your fourth paragraph rhymes. I love you! Get some sleep. And don't worry. I had the same paranoid thoughts when I was alone in San something at night.
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