For about 6 weeks I have run into a new face when I go to the post office each day. It is a face I know but they just usually aren’t at the post office at the same time as I am. It is the pastor from the little church where Anna Grace goes to school. And he’s being a bit odd.
He is staring at me. Constantly. Like I have 2 heads. If I am in my car…. he’s staring at me in my car. If I am walking with a bunch of boxes in my hand he will stand in the middle of the sidewalk and stare at me. I mean… to the point that I have to physically walk around the guy… veer off into the grass, etc. He doesn’t say hello, he doesn’t hold the door when I have a bazillion boxes, he just stares. (Can you say “where’s your manners?”)
Now, he is not staring in an oogle and ogle kind of way. It is more like a “I think I know you” kind of way. Or a “you have a third hand sprouting out of your head” kind of way. But it is still odd. So last week, I decided to just say “Hi, Bob” in hopes that this would shake him out of it. No luck.
Fast forward to this week and the staring continues. So, today I had enough of it and here’s how it went down.
I show up.
He’s there.
He stops in the sidewalk and stares.
I swerve around him and say “If you keep starin’ at folks like that you’re gonna make the baby Jesus cry”.
The end.
There are times that I am a bit ashamed of myself when I “reveal my raisin'”….in other words…act like my mother.
This ain’t one of ’em!
Perhaps he is so struck by your beauty that he is left speechless.
Or he’s a little slow on the social niceties, which would be a little odd. Then again, so it hanging out at the post office.
And you know it’s not the end of this. *L*
oh too funny. good for you!
OMG I LOVE your response!!!
So, I guess you could say that AG gets it from her momma…saying whatever she wants!!! Love it!!!
LMAO! I love that!
Good for you! It would take me awhile to work up my courage to say what you did too, but I think you did the right thing. That is really creepy!! Maybe you can start going to the post office at a different time so you can avoid anymore stares.
That really is creepy. Though I think I’d go with “he’s struck by your beauty and is left speechless”.
Your response to him was pretty funny though.
Seriously, on third thought. Creepy, really creepy. Given church history with creepy guys and kids, I’d keep your antennae up. (And yes, I’m a member of that famous religion with creepy guys and kids issues, so I can say this.)
ROFL.
Next week’s episode: “What? Is my nose hair growing in the shape of the Virgin Mary?”
Some people are just weird. 😉
That was a great comment! Usually, when someone is staring at me like that, I just stare back until THEY get uncomfortable and look away. Works every time!!
A funny story…my hubby has a thing about putting a small stuffed animal on the grill of my truck – has been doing it for 13 years now. People know it is me by the teddy bear on the front of the truck. Anyway, sometimes when I am stopped at a light or stop sign, I will have people look at me/my truck and I will mutter, “What in the heck are they staring at???” My hubby will quietly say, “probably the stuffed animal on the grill.” Oh yeah, forgot about that…..;0)
OMG that is hilarious! I’m surprised you were not struck down by lightening?!
So… did he stop staring, and why is he at the post office the same time as you every day? Shouldn’t he be pastoring or something?
That is odd… but I like your response!
That’s really wierd. It’s sad that you have to immediately think “creepy,” but I know I’d be uncomfortable (and a little worried about the school, too). You’d think a pastor, of all people, would have some manners! I hope your (very funny) comment woke him up from his stupor…