a drive-by life
Odd and odder.
Last night I had a dentist appointment that I needed to hop on the bus to get to. I was standing out at the stop (where I've stood many, many times before), and it had just started to snow. While standing there, a guy across the street opened the door to his apartment and yelled that I should come inside to get out of the snow. Into a complete stranger's apartment. I laughed and said no, thanks, but I had somewhere to be. I could hear not only his voice, but a few more loud guy voices. After refusing him, he yelled a few times to get me to come over. I laughed again and called my folks. I told my my mom, and she thought maybe I was looking particularly appealing last night. I chuckled and told her I was wearing my hat, which looks something like this (yes, with the tassel, do not judge), only it's black, with ear flaps, and multi-colored raindeer (and it's lined with fleece!). It's my keep-Sarah-warm hat, which prevents me from bitching about cold ears. Thus far, it works fabulously. I probably looked ridiculous, not sexy.
Odd encounter number two: For both of our convenience, my roommate gives me a ride to a street corner (har har) by my office, and I walk the fifty yards to the building. This morning, as I was about to cross the street, a passing car honked at me, and the guy inside waved. I waved instinctually, not recognizing the guy. Then, light dawns-- it was my minister. I knew his wife worked in the same building, so apparently he drove her to work this morning, and waved hello to me on his way back home. It was a drive-by ministering, and let me tell you, it made my morning.
Life on the streets of Medford, folks.
Last night I had a dentist appointment that I needed to hop on the bus to get to. I was standing out at the stop (where I've stood many, many times before), and it had just started to snow. While standing there, a guy across the street opened the door to his apartment and yelled that I should come inside to get out of the snow. Into a complete stranger's apartment. I laughed and said no, thanks, but I had somewhere to be. I could hear not only his voice, but a few more loud guy voices. After refusing him, he yelled a few times to get me to come over. I laughed again and called my folks. I told my my mom, and she thought maybe I was looking particularly appealing last night. I chuckled and told her I was wearing my hat, which looks something like this (yes, with the tassel, do not judge), only it's black, with ear flaps, and multi-colored raindeer (and it's lined with fleece!). It's my keep-Sarah-warm hat, which prevents me from bitching about cold ears. Thus far, it works fabulously. I probably looked ridiculous, not sexy.
Odd encounter number two: For both of our convenience, my roommate gives me a ride to a street corner (har har) by my office, and I walk the fifty yards to the building. This morning, as I was about to cross the street, a passing car honked at me, and the guy inside waved. I waved instinctually, not recognizing the guy. Then, light dawns-- it was my minister. I knew his wife worked in the same building, so apparently he drove her to work this morning, and waved hello to me on his way back home. It was a drive-by ministering, and let me tell you, it made my morning.
Life on the streets of Medford, folks.