Strange sights

[BobArrgh]

Sparky, regarding the person with the cane and earbuds, he may not have been “totally” blind. I have a friend who is legally blind and walks with a white-and-red cane. However, he has a tiny, tiny amount of vision (or had, up to a few years ago). He could read from a book or a sheet of paper, but had to hold it very close to his eyes and had to scan back and forth. Sitting across the table from me, he said he could look me in my right eye or my left eye, but not both at the same time. Thus, the guy you saw may not be using his hearing in the way you think a blind person should.

[limegreen]

@Arrendajo

There are so many nut cases odd balls weird and wacky alternative this and thats and just plain ol’ fucked up in the heads in our downtown that a man playing invisible golf and a blind man adjusting his ear buds would barely make a blip on my radar. And they all stop by the library where I work. There is the guy who wears the full on wizard outfit (complete with hat, cape, and dragon-topped staff), a guy who wears a black wet suit, a guy who wears an incredibly well-made black leather witch’s outfit, another who wears some kind of metal spider web over his face – and these are just the ones who stand out from the general background clutter of weirdness.

Wait. I thought a wizard’s staff had a knob on the end. Isn’t that how that song goes that Nanny always sings?

[Gedd]

@A Monkey With a Gun

I can’t speak for MunkaMike, but I have an odd story that could explain things. One day last spring I went down to the fresh fish market on the mainland. I live on a barrier island in the southeast U.S., but we don’t have an actual fish market on the island - not even next to the pier. There’s good fishing on the pier, but to buy anything you have to drive across the causeway to the mainland. This is where it gets odd. I was talking to the guy behind the counter about a fish I was thinking of buying, but he had some thick accent that I couldn’t quite understand. Some Armenian fishmonger thing going on. We haggled and haggled over this one fish. It was a beautiful fish. The only one I wanted. He kept trying to sell me on sea bass, whiting (I am NOT going to buy freaking whiting), and grouper. But I didn’t want those, I wanted the fish I had already picked up. The odd thing was I realized I had forgotten my wallet back on the island. We had been haggling over fish for twenty minutes and now I realized I can’t even pay the guy. So I did the only thing I could. I handed him the fish back and told him, “Sir, I’m sorry to have wasted your time with this red herring”.

I’ve seen redder.