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 Posted: Sat Jan 28, 2006 4:25 pm
I'm crazy. Don't know if it's on a 'good' way.
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Posted: Sat Jan 28, 2006 9:46 pm
Ooo, my favorite crazy-person story.
While waiting for my hairdresser to finish with her previous appointment, I was eavesdropping on a conversation another woman was having with her own hairdresser. She wanted to know if it was a crime to shave one's cat, and if it wasn't, why didn't more people shave their cats?
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Posted: Sat Jan 28, 2006 9:54 pm
ZeeFishee Ooo, my favorite crazy-person story.
While waiting for my hairdresser to finish with her previous appointment, I was eavesdropping on a conversation another woman was having with her own hairdresser. She wanted to know if it was a crime to shave one's cat, and if it wasn't, why didn't more people shave their cats? hahaha! That's great! I wish I could have heard that! I overheard an elderly lady one time ask her friend if the man in the movie Hidalgo was "Aragon". It wasn't so funny as shaving a cat, but the way she stressed the "o" in the name was hysterical. ^_^
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Posted: Sat Jan 28, 2006 10:25 pm
<@~{I love crazy people. They make me seem normal.}~@>
Duce_of_Spades
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Posted: Sat Jan 28, 2006 10:40 pm
Duce_of_Spades <@~{I love crazy people. They make me seem normal.}~@>
Duce_of_Spades That's all fine unless you actually have to live with one. A month or so ago, I saw a woman go off at Atlanta Hartsfield. She was standing in the middle of the concourse, screaming and crying and cursing about having had her flight cancelled, and she was sick of it all, she'd been traveling for 13 hours, we didn't have any understanding of what she'd been through, all she wanted was to go home, and we could all call the cops if we wanted. She went on and on like that, and then wandered off, continuing to rant loudly. And I was thinking, if she just put some of that energy into making the airline get her home, she would probably have liked the outcome better than having to spend even more time away from home in a psych ward in a strange city.
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Posted: Sat Jan 28, 2006 11:29 pm
My favourite crazy story is the guy who sat in front of us on the bus. I sat down and my friend sat on the seat in front. On our buses there's one seat facing back, and she was facing that one. Some bum-looking guy got on. He started saying that he'd just met Satan in Civic (where we were coming from) and that although he didn't condone his views, boy, was it an honour to meet him. So he starts going on about Satan and their conversation and I thought it would be funny to ask if Satan had had horns. The guy got all offended and started ignoring me to talk to my friend, and was telling her how pretty she was and all this stuff. Then he stood up even though he had a seat, got out a Bible and started reading it upside down.
I loved that bus ride.
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Posted: Sun Jan 29, 2006 9:37 am
ZeeFishee Ooo, my favorite crazy-person story.
While waiting for my hairdresser to finish with her previous appointment, I was eavesdropping on a conversation another woman was having with her own hairdresser. She wanted to know if it was a crime to shave one's cat, and if it wasn't, why didn't more people shave their cats? Cat-shaving, unless the poor critter is horribly matted and must be shaved, seems to me pretty whack.
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Posted: Mon Jan 30, 2006 12:07 pm
FastFresnel I see. This borders on the indelicate. So, you're into the whole "Fatal Attraction" thing? Indelicacy is his middle name. Or maybe something worse. *sighs*
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Posted: Mon Jan 30, 2006 5:06 pm
Well, more power to you, Jiggy, as I would not necessarily have the patience. Unless, of course, he is worth it.
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Posted: Mon Jan 30, 2006 5:44 pm
Hmm....Have I ever known any crazy people besides myself... I once met this boy who frightened me quite badly. He kept asking questions that didn't make sense to me and wouldn't back off when I asked....then I moved a couple seats away from him--this was in a waiting room...can't remember where..--and hid behind a plant.
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Posted: Mon Jan 30, 2006 6:34 pm
<@~{Once when driving in a residential neighborhood there was some guy walking down the middle of the street while talking on a cell phone. I blew my horn at him but he kept walking like he didn't hear me. After the third time I decided to pull up close behind him. He'd surely hear my engine I thought. No luck, he didn't even turn his head. When I finally gave up and decided to try to squeeze by him I realized that instead of a cell phone he was talking into his hand.}~@>
Duce_of_Spades
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