A Bright Sunshiney Day
Posted on 2007.10.10 at 16:47
Today's the first time I've walked in the suit with the hood down. This was because I needed to go to the post office, and am still quite leery of any situation the words "federal offense" could potentially be uttered. I was asked whether I was a cyclist.
Then, hood up, it was off to the grocery store. It was quite crowded, and reactions were fun, not to mention several positive. Lots of little old ladies stared over an equal number of shoulders, a pair of gentlemen were interested and I heard "that is awesome" once my back was turned, and, of course, there was the obligatory dosage of nervous laughter. In the produce department, a little boy echoed the precise word "awesome," which amused me. The most dramatic reaction has always struck when I approach someone from the side or behind and they don't see me coming.
For the record, you know how very difficult those plastic bags in the produce depart are to open with bare fingers? Try it with gloves.
I realized as I headed up to the checkouts that I wouldn't be able to use the automated checking machines, which make me more comfortable. I had fresh produce and would need to look it up in the computer...which would be tricky, considering low visibility and absent glasses. Thus, I headed to a human cashier. She pretended to ignore the suit. We talked about the weather. She's a winter person, too, as it turns out.
Then it was off for home, to some more startled people in the entryway and parking lot.
In other news, I may have a photographer! More on this as details come.
Then, hood up, it was off to the grocery store. It was quite crowded, and reactions were fun, not to mention several positive. Lots of little old ladies stared over an equal number of shoulders, a pair of gentlemen were interested and I heard "that is awesome" once my back was turned, and, of course, there was the obligatory dosage of nervous laughter. In the produce department, a little boy echoed the precise word "awesome," which amused me. The most dramatic reaction has always struck when I approach someone from the side or behind and they don't see me coming.
For the record, you know how very difficult those plastic bags in the produce depart are to open with bare fingers? Try it with gloves.
I realized as I headed up to the checkouts that I wouldn't be able to use the automated checking machines, which make me more comfortable. I had fresh produce and would need to look it up in the computer...which would be tricky, considering low visibility and absent glasses. Thus, I headed to a human cashier. She pretended to ignore the suit. We talked about the weather. She's a winter person, too, as it turns out.
Then it was off for home, to some more startled people in the entryway and parking lot.
In other news, I may have a photographer! More on this as details come.
