A window with a view that you don't always want to see....
Ok. Wednesday, I was sitting minding my business, (I really was) and a guy walked by the window of the studio, looked in and I waved at him. Nothing that I don't do to people every day, for one reason or another.
Sometimes people stand there and check their teeth, hair and outfits. Like it is a big mirror for them to make sure they're lookin' good. Well, here's a NEWSFLASH! They don't. Sometimes we see some pretty strange stuff, outside that window like the couple who found it necessary to stop dead in the middle of my view of the farmer's market and start making out! They weren't just giving one another a little smooch either, these two were really going at it! I stood up and shouted at them "HEY! Get a friggin room!" but, because the glass is bulletproof and double paned, no one outside can hear me banging and shouting.
One day people were stuck right to the glass peering in, to see what was inside. They knew it must be something good...Imagine their surprise when I scooted right over in front of them and started waving! They may have soiled themselves a little! That was pretty fun.
So, anyway back to Wednesday. I wave at the guy, just like all the other folks I wave to, he waved back and then was trying to talk to me through the window. I explained that I couldn't hear him, by shaking my head and pointing to my ear. He decided that he would try spelling out his message(operative word here is TRY) . I still didn't understand so I shook my head and mouthed "SORRY". He started shaking his head and pointing inside and again I shook my head, this time saying "NO". It was clear to me at that time, that he wanted to come inside. Uhm, No. When I wouldn't let him come in, he pulled back a piece of his shirt that was ripped, and showed me his nipple! OMG! I couldn't believe he'd do such a thing so I waved for him to go away and I turned around laughing.
Bill thought it was pretty funny, and we both continued to laugh as the guy walked off. Not 5 seconds later though, he was back at the window pointing and wanting to come in. Maybe he thought we forgot? Maybe he thought that we wouldn't recognize him if he approached from the other side of the window...
Bill says "Oh, look - nipple boy is back!" and I turned to look and sure enough, there he was standing in the same spot - holding back that torn section of shirt showing off his nipple again! EEWWW!!! Boy, he really wanted to come in!
Sorry, nipple boy that is not an attractive look for you. I don't know who you are, or where you came from, but I would very much appreciate it if you DID NOT stop in front of my window and show me your goods. Or in this case your bads...
That goes for the rest of you freaks who like to peek in my window.
I don't want to see your nipples either!
Sometimes people stand there and check their teeth, hair and outfits. Like it is a big mirror for them to make sure they're lookin' good. Well, here's a NEWSFLASH! They don't. Sometimes we see some pretty strange stuff, outside that window like the couple who found it necessary to stop dead in the middle of my view of the farmer's market and start making out! They weren't just giving one another a little smooch either, these two were really going at it! I stood up and shouted at them "HEY! Get a friggin room!" but, because the glass is bulletproof and double paned, no one outside can hear me banging and shouting.
One day people were stuck right to the glass peering in, to see what was inside. They knew it must be something good...Imagine their surprise when I scooted right over in front of them and started waving! They may have soiled themselves a little! That was pretty fun.
So, anyway back to Wednesday. I wave at the guy, just like all the other folks I wave to, he waved back and then was trying to talk to me through the window. I explained that I couldn't hear him, by shaking my head and pointing to my ear. He decided that he would try spelling out his message(operative word here is TRY) . I still didn't understand so I shook my head and mouthed "SORRY". He started shaking his head and pointing inside and again I shook my head, this time saying "NO". It was clear to me at that time, that he wanted to come inside. Uhm, No. When I wouldn't let him come in, he pulled back a piece of his shirt that was ripped, and showed me his nipple! OMG! I couldn't believe he'd do such a thing so I waved for him to go away and I turned around laughing.
Bill thought it was pretty funny, and we both continued to laugh as the guy walked off. Not 5 seconds later though, he was back at the window pointing and wanting to come in. Maybe he thought we forgot? Maybe he thought that we wouldn't recognize him if he approached from the other side of the window...
Bill says "Oh, look - nipple boy is back!" and I turned to look and sure enough, there he was standing in the same spot - holding back that torn section of shirt showing off his nipple again! EEWWW!!! Boy, he really wanted to come in!
Sorry, nipple boy that is not an attractive look for you. I don't know who you are, or where you came from, but I would very much appreciate it if you DID NOT stop in front of my window and show me your goods. Or in this case your bads...
That goes for the rest of you freaks who like to peek in my window.
I don't want to see your nipples either!
Rock on with your bad self,
H
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