The world is full of strange people.
Personally I wouldn’t do what that guy did. (Streaking during a storm that is.) A piece of flying glass could’ve changed him from a rooster to hen in the blink of an eye.
But for the most part strange people don’t bother me as long as they’re not scary strange.
I don’t cross the street to avoid them. In fact I usually go out of my way to talk to them, since most people don’t I figure. Some of them can be pretty entertaining actually.
When we owned our mortgage company I’d go to the closings wearing a tall stovepipe hat with neon polka dots. But then we took loan apps wearing T-shirts and shorts so we were unconventional anyway. Our borrowers loved us. They all thought we were easy to talk to.
I once spoke to man who was wearing nothing but a hospital gown. This wouldn’t have been unusual in a hospital of course, but we were in downtown Houston.
There are no hospitals in downtown Houston.
The man was originally from Memphis and had worked for Elvis back in the day. He was fascinating and surprisingly didn’t seem overtly wacko. Although we chatted for awhile, he never asked me for a thing. And when we finally parted ways the subject of why he was wearing only a hospital gown had just never come up.
I once was behind a man in uptown Houston (home of the Houston Galleria) a very chi-chi area, at the Jack- in- the- box drive through lane at 2am.
Not so unusual, except for the fact he was on a horse.
If this had happened in Austin I probably wouldn’t even be mentioning it.
This shirt pretty much sums up the Austin mindset.
Of course no one who lives there actually wears those shirts. The tourists, especially those from small town USA, just eat them up them though. I think they think they’re being edgy by wearing it.
But that’s the mindset of the locals there for sure. Unfortunately Austin is still growing. Now there are high rises in downtown filled with according to Brett ” Dallas hipster douchebags” who complain about the music coming from the bars downtown at night.
(I didn’t realize you could be a hipster and a douchebag at the same time. I’d thought those were mutually exclusive, but that’s a discussion for another day.)
Of course Houston does have smidgen of weirdness, the Art Car Parade. It’s fun for sure; but it’s only 1 weekend a year. The rest of the time the cars only come out for special events.
When my hair finally goes totally gray, which I’m estimating will be about 10 years, I still intend to color it. But instead of soft brown, it’s going to be screaming pink or neon blue- something memorable.
Why be boring, especially when you’re older? Most likely you don’t have a boss to worry about anymore.
Of course I suppose your uniqueness could perhaps be used against you at a commitment hearing at some point. But then most of truly the fun things in life carry at least a modicum of risk don’t they?
What’s the most outrageous thing you’ve ever done?
But always remember, life is short- let your freak flag fly.