Or even worse: a family sticker with one adult missing, and an arrow pointing to the blank space accompanied by some kind of derogatory remark.
Whenever I see the 13.1 decal I think, “congrats, you completed half of a thing!”
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Pregnancy (and not necessarily by teenagers, either).
Want attention? Don’t drag an innocent person into it.
Phhhhhht. You want to see real attention seekers go to Burning Man. There’s ten on every corner.
“Tuba Guy” used to walk up and down a local commuter artery playing a sousaphone. He had various signs attached which were never clear enough to read from the road, and a pinwheel in the bell that would spin with each puff.
From the Washington Post article:
“ . . . It’s a great stress reducer for him,” said Elise Converse, his wife. “We’re all just very happy that he’s found something to do.”
Here is the attention seeking behavior that bothered me the most: I talked a friend of mine into taking a dance class I was taking. I thought she’d enjoy it. However, she is a person who never gets anywhere on time, ever. She has lost jobs and friends because of this (mostly jobs) and she won’t change. She lived right around the corner from where the dance class was. Literally two minutes away.
BUT! The thing about it is, if you come in late to a dance class (if the instructor even allows that, and this one did), the thing is to slip in quietly and not disrupt the class in progress. To try and get yourself warmed up enough that you won’t hurt yourself, if you get there after the warmup. And what did she do? She marched in, sat down, and regaled the whole class–who was doing other exercises–with whatever lame excuse she had for being late, while changing into her dancing shoes. She always has a million excuses.
It never seemed to occur to her that the rest of the people in the class were, you know, following along with the instructor, dancing, and did not care what her excuse was.
Oh, and she kept saying sorry, sorry, sorry. She wasn’t sorry. If she were sorry she’d would actually try to get there on time and not come in late, and squawking about it. Every. Single. Week.
It was particularly embarrassing to me as the person who brought her into the class. I knew she kind of liked to make an entrance to parties and things, and of course I knew she was chronically late, so maybe I should have seen this coming but sheesh.
There are certain beach bars around here were you’re sure to see some dude (almost always a dude) with a big snake draped around his neck or a parrot on his shoulder. There’s a woman at a place I used to frequent who would bring her iguana, complete with its giant cage and who knows what other accoutrements. Outside seating at this place was at a premium yet there she was, taking up the space of 4 people and waiting for the adoring fans. I’m an avid animal lover and it was hard, but I would ignore her just on principal. I did chat up a guy that had a rat once because. . . .rat!
I agree, the noisy exhausts are an attention-getter. But that’s not the only reason, and IMO, not the primary reason. It’s largely for their own listening pleasure. They like to hear that noise, and they like it loud.
In the 90’s in my town there was a woman who regularly walked with a giant cross on her back through the main shopping street.
You call that attention-getting. I think she worked for a manufacturer of giant crosses, whose factory was on the opposite side of Main Street from their giant-cross showroom.
You just solved a mystery for me! I thought these were something to do with Bible quotes (chapter.verse).