Totally and completely random play-by-play...
Currently, there is a lady outside the studio taking pictures of the storefront. The window, to be exact. It's very unnerving because I don't know whether or not she can see me. Surely she can't or she wouldn't be out there for this long. I'd say she's been standing there for a solid five minutes... which is a long time to have someone staring into your window with a camera. Now she's going around to the other side of the building and taking a picture... oh, wait... she's taking a picture of the shoe store window. How weird.
She sat in her car for the longest time (before the five minutes on my sidewalk)... just focusing on my grid of pictures at the front. At that point, I couldn't figure out what she had in her hand... and then I started imagining that it was a gun... and that she was about to shoot me. I regretted not asking for bullet proof panes. Then I got rational (and clearer vision) and realized that it was a camera. Only, it's REALLY awkward trying to look at someone without LOOKING like you're looking at them. So I have a headache from staring peripherally for so long.
She's no longer in sight... but her car is right in front of my window. OH! I see her! She's across the street taking pictures of other windows. She doesn't look the LEAST bit "official". So I can't for the LIFE of me imagine what in the world these pictures are for. Maybe I should go ask her when she walks back this way. But I have to go to the bathroom badly and I'll probably miss her. Or if I wait and ask her before I go, she might be too talkative and not let me get away quickly... and that could be painful... or embarrassing (depending on my bladder's mood).
She sat in her car for the longest time (before the five minutes on my sidewalk)... just focusing on my grid of pictures at the front. At that point, I couldn't figure out what she had in her hand... and then I started imagining that it was a gun... and that she was about to shoot me. I regretted not asking for bullet proof panes. Then I got rational (and clearer vision) and realized that it was a camera. Only, it's REALLY awkward trying to look at someone without LOOKING like you're looking at them. So I have a headache from staring peripherally for so long.
She's no longer in sight... but her car is right in front of my window. OH! I see her! She's across the street taking pictures of other windows. She doesn't look the LEAST bit "official". So I can't for the LIFE of me imagine what in the world these pictures are for. Maybe I should go ask her when she walks back this way. But I have to go to the bathroom badly and I'll probably miss her. Or if I wait and ask her before I go, she might be too talkative and not let me get away quickly... and that could be painful... or embarrassing (depending on my bladder's mood).