Wendy and I were eating at an excellent Thai restaurant. It served the best pad thai that I have eaten. Mid noodle slurp Wendy gasped and then yelped. It was actually a gelp, given how closely the yelp followed the gasp.
"Are you alright"
"Yes, I just looked over and saw this red headed lady way too close to me staring back."
There was a mirror that Wendy had not noticed. This caused me to laugh loud enough as to draw disapproving stares.
Wendy, however, got the last laugh.
Later that day we were riding the subway. I saw an interesting ad about how smoking makes you get fingers amputated. I was unaware of this. It featured a lady looking directly at the camera with her hands raised around her face so that you could see that she had parts of her fingers cut off.
My eyes drifted around the car. By the way, what is the proper staring etiquette on the subway? Is it okay to stare at people? Is this an exception to the normal rule? Because there were a lot of people staring at me, and that made me feel weird.
When our stop came, the car was fairly empty. While exiting, I glanced back into the car. I screamed like a baby goose (gosling, if you prefer). My heart stopped - literally. The scariest thing that I had ever seen stared back at me. On the other side of the train, where no human should be able to fit between the wall and train was a wrinkled hag of a woman staring into the window with her claws raised ready to strike. Her claws....that....were....missing....several....parts. Oh. I explained why I had shrieked to Wendy. She more than made up for my laughing at her.
"Oh look Tyler, a poster, isn't that spooky?"
"Tyler, don't look over there, it is terrifying. A flyer, OOOooooooooohh."
"Oh no, a business card. AHHHHHHH!"
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