Had a weird experience this morning I had to share. There's this crazy lady that comes into our office building sometimes and wanders around. I don't know if she talks to the lawyers or the property managers or what, but she always looks pissed off at someone. She wears several layers of clothes: a puffy jacket over a dress over some jeans with a baseball cap. She has stringy white hair and big thick glasses. I see her around town sometimes, yelling at people and writing their names down in a book and threatening to sue them. Well I was just finishing up my breakfast at the 'Wich House downtown and getting on my bike to ride into work when she passed by and said "You should get a job". I was stunned for a minute and called back to her in a puzzled voice "I'm going to my job right now" to which she simply retorted without missing a beat "You should go earlier". I just laughed. She had a point.
Still, I wonder what it was about my appearance that made me a target for her scorn. My hair is getting a little long, but the quality of my biking gear should have been a tip off that I'm not exactly destitute. I was tempted to get into a deeper discussion about how long I've had a job, that I own my house, how much I make a year and that I'm not a damn dirty hippie, but I came to my senses and realized that this woman was a lost cause. My ego is not so fragile that I needed to defend it against her meager attacks. Instead I choose to share her wise advice to all "You should get a job, and if you have one go earlier".
Cheers
