I sneezed today at work, which shouldn't be a big deal. The woman across the counter and the woman behind her looked horrified. I even aimed for my sleeve instead of using my hand. Still they looked at me, their barista, in shock. I tried to brush it off (the stigma of sneezing and not some residue of the sneeze) by making joke.
Me: Oh, I must still have some of California in me.
Horrified Woman: California? (puzzled)
Me: Or maybe the dogs at the house we were staying at.
HW: Ah, animal allergies. They can last for days after exposure.
Me: Ha. Oh. (nervous, bewildered laugh while thinking "Who says animal allergies?")
Who are these people? Right around the holidays we swore all the crazies were out and coming into our store, telling us about the Yuletide, buys small cups of "fresh brewed coffee," gaping their mouths. I think we are still realizing we live in the city where there are random crazy people instead of the one crazy man or woman in town named _____. At least I'm still getting used to it.
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i like to write, once i figure out i like to write. i also enjoy the pursuits of theology, sufjan stevens, magazines such as readymade, baking something sweet, learning spanish, exploring portland, missing london. i'm working on figuring out: marriage, my career, my hair, trinitarian theology and the Church. Cheers!
Lighton33rd
- lynette
- portland, ore, United States
- the idea started as a means to document a street i lived on that teemed with illegal dumpers, a lemonade stand, frat boys and the like. now it's me adjusting and thinking through things.
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