Today's Weird People Moment was:
I was standing outside the Housing Authority building, waiting for SanFranMan to pick me up. A free clinic was next door, so there were all kinds of strange people hanging around. It's a little nerve-racking when you hear cow noises coming out of a human mouth, but you just keep to yourself and hopefully the crazies won't be contagious. I tried to look at the Crazy People thru the eyes of the Negative Roomate, but I couldn't - I just personally find the Crazy People fascinating, so they don't bother me. Well, that is until you're sitting at a diner eating your burrito when suddenly there's a cow behind you ...
So anyways - there was a perfectly nice, normal, respectable looking man staring at me, when he suddenly asked me, "Who cut your bangs?"
Of all the questions in the world to ask when hitting on someone ... "Who cut your bangs?", doesn't really stand out as a winner. I cleverly stammered, "I don't know". Then I realized that didn't really sound intelligent - the average person usually knows who cut their bangs, especially when that person is themself... "Oh, wait, I cut my bangs", I said. He didn't say a word. So then I proceded to become self-conscious about my bangs. And about becoming one of the Crazy People cause I didn't know who cut my bangs at first.
On another note, I give SFM (who also has MS) my pee pills, because he doesn't have insurance, they're 3 times as much as they are in Idaho - and he has peeing problems worse than I do. Or wait, maybe not worse, but he's got them everyday, whereas, I only have them during flare-ups. But even with taking one dose, he's still waking up 2-3 times at nite to pee. So I suggested taking another one at nite, and if it helped, I'd get the prescription doubled.
He: So do you think that will help?
Me: I dunno. If they do, they do. It depends.
Me: What was so funny?
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