Earlier today 2 persons openly passed judgement on me as a person. The first one was a ten year old boy who I met and played with for about one hour, he might been trying role playing games for the first time, I do not know exactly. I jumped in to the game for a short period playing a not so friendly sea captain. When I was leaving the apartment, putting my shoes on in the hallway (how Nordic!) I overheard the boy remark: "He was cool!"
One to nothing, my favour. Even though I do not like kids very much, I must admit that I do like to get a good remark even from the younger humans.
A half hour later, riding my bike along Broadway all the way from northern Manhattan to the Southern point at a traffic light an older woman seemed to cry at me: "Terrorist!" while I pedalled by, in a less than fast tempo. I did not see her,while I was crossing a larger street and I had to keep my eyes on the traffic situation, but I am pretty sure she directed that word of fear at me. I am not sure why though. Today i was dressed in black shoes, with socks in matching colour. I was wearing long pants, also black which I had folded up so to not have them impede my biking. Above the waist I was sporting a shirt and a tie in perfect matching black and on my head I wore sunglasses and a glossy helmet. Both black of course. I do also have a full beard. I think that matching your clothing patterns/colours and over all dress, as well as your facial hair is close but not fully adequate for a terrorist-or-not call. So even if this old fart was in some error in her judgement there is a certain thrill to upsetting a conservative person: you instantly feel that you are on the right track. So also on this call I rule that it must have been in my favour, since the idiot calling out had no idea what a terrorist is. 2 - 0 in my favour.
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