Who is a stranger you will never forget?
Who is a stranger you will never forget?
I saw a stranger riding a bicycle along the gravel trail surrounding the reflecting pool of the Lincoln Memorial in DC. He was kitted out like a tour de Francer and was riding way too fast for being in a crowded area. So inevitably some tourist steps into his path. Instead of hitting her he threw the bike to the ground and launched himself over the handlebars, landing with a perfect shoulder roll. He dusted himself off, asked if the tourist was alright, and zoomed off into the twilight with his bicycle.
So he perfectly diffused a dangerous situation that was entirely of his own creation. I've never known exactly how to feel about that random dude that was simultaneously super talented and super irresponsible. I'll never forget that random ass dude and his midlife crisis sprint bike.
I was 18 and riding on a train in Salt Lake City in 1999 or 2000. There was this girl with her friends on the other end of the car and she was knitting. We made eye contact and she smiled. My friend urged me to go talk to her but I was too intimidated.
One of those “what if” moments…
I was working at a grocery store, stocking food in the freezer aisle. Along comes a customer, passing by on the other side of the waist-level coolers that divide the aisle in half. She's unremarkable: middle-aged, white, obese. Indistinguishable from the thousands of other customers I saw in my years there.
So this woman passes me, just looking at the frozen foods. And there, hanging on the back of her shirt, is a lizard. And not just a common garden-variety lizard, but a bearded dragon.
A live adult bearded dragon is just chilling on the back of this customer's shirt as she does her grocery shopping.
Just. What.
I had so many questions. But I was a socially awkward teenager so I said nothing and never saw the lizard lady again.