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Jun. 30th, 2008 02:01 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
cblj_backupAMBUSHED BY SIMPLE FOLK.
I was doing my lunchtime walk up Michigan today when I ran into a crowd of slow-walking people ahead of me. I know other people must encounter this, where you're walking along and there's a huge group in front of you and none of them have any concept of traffic patterns. But they're all walking just slightly too fast for you to overtake them by going around.
Anyway, these slow-walking people slowed me down and other people began to kind of crowd up around me because the slow-walkers were slowing everyone else down, too. I look to my left and there's a woman in a simple, obviously home-made dress, the kind you see on the Amish and certain fundamentalist groups who like simplicity and modesty.
I look to my right and another modest woman is approaching. Two, in fact. Wait, three...
When we reached the corner, the slow-walkers turned right and I stopped to wait for the light and suddenly found myself surrounded by women in pretty but simple home-made dresses. Many of them in bonnets.
For about two blocks, until I veered off to go back to my office, it was this mob of Simple Folk strolling along, with me in the middle in my business clothes like some kind of bizarre bodyguard they'd picked up.
I swear to god by the end I was wondering if it was some kind of surrealist flashmob that had picked me out as their target. Which would be fun, you have to admit, get like twelve people all dressed up in costume and just pick someone and mob him.
In other news, there was a party in the office today and BossBoss brought me King Cake. Coloured sugar eeeeeeverywhere.
I was doing my lunchtime walk up Michigan today when I ran into a crowd of slow-walking people ahead of me. I know other people must encounter this, where you're walking along and there's a huge group in front of you and none of them have any concept of traffic patterns. But they're all walking just slightly too fast for you to overtake them by going around.
Anyway, these slow-walking people slowed me down and other people began to kind of crowd up around me because the slow-walkers were slowing everyone else down, too. I look to my left and there's a woman in a simple, obviously home-made dress, the kind you see on the Amish and certain fundamentalist groups who like simplicity and modesty.
I look to my right and another modest woman is approaching. Two, in fact. Wait, three...
When we reached the corner, the slow-walkers turned right and I stopped to wait for the light and suddenly found myself surrounded by women in pretty but simple home-made dresses. Many of them in bonnets.
For about two blocks, until I veered off to go back to my office, it was this mob of Simple Folk strolling along, with me in the middle in my business clothes like some kind of bizarre bodyguard they'd picked up.
I swear to god by the end I was wondering if it was some kind of surrealist flashmob that had picked me out as their target. Which would be fun, you have to admit, get like twelve people all dressed up in costume and just pick someone and mob him.
In other news, there was a party in the office today and BossBoss brought me King Cake. Coloured sugar eeeeeeverywhere.
