Friday, April 24, 2009

Crazy People In The City

I work in downtown Los Angeles. A part of me thinks it is absolutely amazing that I work in downtown LA. Sometimes as I am walking to the office I look up and the tall buildings around me and I think, "wow, a small town girl from Warrenton, Oregon made it to the city." Totally corny, I know, but at the same time I still think it's pretty darn awesome. To my point. Along with being in a huge city like this comes crazy people. I actually park underneath a park in the middle of the city. And along with parks, I am sure you can only imagine, come homeless crazy people. Most of them are innocent and mind their own business. I actually am rarely approached by them and barely ever even see them asking for handouts. However, yesterday I had a run in with one of those crazy people. A man, looking clean and normally dressed came up to me and started chatting. By the looks of him I thought he was a normal guy, but a few seconds into our conversation I realized he was crazy. Here is how the conversation went:

Him: "It was sprinkling a few minutes ago..."
Me: "What?" (I was a bit startled that some stranger was talking to me and I wasn't exactly sure what he said)
Him: "It was sprinkling a few minutes ago...you missed it."
Me: "Oh, I know, I had some drops on my windshield while I was driving in" (at this point I thought he was a normal guy).
Him: "Don't mess with my daddy, don't mess with my daddy."
Me: staring at him in utter bewilderment...
Him: "Ya, I made that up."
Me: "huh?"
Him: "You want to know what else I made up?"
Me: blank stare...and beginning to walk slowly in hopes that he will walk past me and it will all go away.
Him: "If I was on, I would do a fawn."
Me: came to a complete stop and let him walk past, looking around to see if anyone else heard this crazy man talking about doing a fawn.
Him: again he repeated, "If I was on, I would do a fawn...ha ha ha, I made that up..."
Me: thankful that the signal ahead of us changed to walk so I wouldn't be in his range again.

Yes, crazy people! I was just totally blown away. The guy looked normal - who would have known that he was crazy. As I was walking into the office I told myself, "no matter how normal anyone looks, I am never talking to a stranger again!" On my drive home I told my hubby about the strange encounter. Of course he said, "JoLee, you need to be careful walking downtown." So sweet to have someone worrying about me during my Life As A Wife.

3 comments:

lyndsey said...

lol. like i always say. don't talk to ANYONE, crazy or not. normal people don't strike up conversations on the corner :)

Shelly said...

I love this.... I was laughing out loud and all I could think was that my mother would have made friends with that guy and probably shared some of her own made up terms!

Tracy said...

LOL. OMG, I love this. This could only happen to you. This guy and his fawn and teh other guy calling us bad monkey parts! Agree with LP, don't talk to anyone. Ever.