Ariya
07-14-2008, 06:27 AM
I attract crazy people.
The mentally insane.. they see me and think in their crazy heads "Hmm, here's a nice person I can go splurt my crazy ALL over".
There's quite a few crazy people in my town. The regular crazies, everyone has come to know and love (in a terrified kind of way).
For example, there's crazy hat lady.
She's some doddery old crackpot, who spends her life wondering around the streets, wearing large, brightly colored hat, slightly titled to one side (the hats, and her whole body), and muttering things to passers by.
One day, I think I shall by like that lady.
There's also, Glenn, the crazy tramp. Everyone knows Glenn. He mostly stands outside KFC selling big issue, but he likes to rub his crazy on people around. He's just pretty loud and likes to have odd, drunken conversations with you. Actually I think he has an ASBO and band from our town center now.. I sort of miss him.
One crazy person who freaked me out the most is Old Gregg. We call him that because he has EXACTLY the same voice as Old Gregg from the Mighty Boosh. He's sort of American, and ginger, and looks vaguely normal at first glance. When I was at Starbucks he came up to me and says (in the old gregg voice) "I like your hair.. do you like my hair?".. o.o I was quite freaked out. Another time he was wandering down the street saying something like "don't say anything.. they'll lock you up.. don't say anything.. they'll lock you up!".. and another time there was an airoplane flying over, and he comes up to me and say "you know where that's going.. IRAQ!!!" And I was like "er.. okay". Worrying. :0
There's also a middle aged woman, who wears odd outfits and knee high white socks.. who mostly just bothers people who work in shops with odd questions.. and she calls everyone Jane.
There was also this bloke who we saw sat on a bench in the middle of a field.. fishing. Just sat there, fishing into the grass. Quite worrying! (Though, I can't really talk, as I was setting up a living room in the field at the same time, and asked to borrow the guy's fleece.. he seemed quite normal.. apart from the whole fishing thing).
So yeah.. Do you have any stories about the crazy people that you have met and attracted into your radar?
The mentally insane.. they see me and think in their crazy heads "Hmm, here's a nice person I can go splurt my crazy ALL over".
There's quite a few crazy people in my town. The regular crazies, everyone has come to know and love (in a terrified kind of way).
For example, there's crazy hat lady.
She's some doddery old crackpot, who spends her life wondering around the streets, wearing large, brightly colored hat, slightly titled to one side (the hats, and her whole body), and muttering things to passers by.
One day, I think I shall by like that lady.
There's also, Glenn, the crazy tramp. Everyone knows Glenn. He mostly stands outside KFC selling big issue, but he likes to rub his crazy on people around. He's just pretty loud and likes to have odd, drunken conversations with you. Actually I think he has an ASBO and band from our town center now.. I sort of miss him.
One crazy person who freaked me out the most is Old Gregg. We call him that because he has EXACTLY the same voice as Old Gregg from the Mighty Boosh. He's sort of American, and ginger, and looks vaguely normal at first glance. When I was at Starbucks he came up to me and says (in the old gregg voice) "I like your hair.. do you like my hair?".. o.o I was quite freaked out. Another time he was wandering down the street saying something like "don't say anything.. they'll lock you up.. don't say anything.. they'll lock you up!".. and another time there was an airoplane flying over, and he comes up to me and say "you know where that's going.. IRAQ!!!" And I was like "er.. okay". Worrying. :0
There's also a middle aged woman, who wears odd outfits and knee high white socks.. who mostly just bothers people who work in shops with odd questions.. and she calls everyone Jane.
There was also this bloke who we saw sat on a bench in the middle of a field.. fishing. Just sat there, fishing into the grass. Quite worrying! (Though, I can't really talk, as I was setting up a living room in the field at the same time, and asked to borrow the guy's fleece.. he seemed quite normal.. apart from the whole fishing thing).
So yeah.. Do you have any stories about the crazy people that you have met and attracted into your radar?