I’ve come across some funny people in my time.
Not necessarily funny haha, but funny as in odd.
I suppose it’s the People Watcher in me, as someone’s behaviour can be amusing, confusing, fascinating, irritating, suspicious or downright unreasonably rude!
Hubby is very much people aware, and as ex security, he can pinpoint classic behaviour to put him on his guard or change his mind about doing something.
We were told of an instance where a couple deliberately hid from someone rather than pass them in the street or possibly have to engage in conversation.
We were convinced she was mistaken, that it was just a coincidence, but now we too have been on the receiving end of such behaviour, and can see no reason for it.
It is one thing to be shy or embarrassed, but to deliberately ignore being spoken to, creep past someone in the hope they don’t notice, or tiptoe in your wake makes you wonder what it is they have to hide or what they are afraid of.
I was merrily singing White Christmas over the drone of the dryer, my head down with my hair forward when I saw a pair of familiar trouser legs trying to sneak out of the ladies in mid brush.
The legs hovered behind the adjoining wall until I was well bent over, though I called out hello and wished them a Merry Christmas. She scurried out of the door so damn fast, she nearly tripped over the threshold mat.
We have been out walking Maggie for her final wee when the two of them have seen us, turned round and started walking in the opposite direction, or worse, dived behind the dustbins in the hope we hadn’t seen them.
We have passed one or both of them in the High Street and been ignored, and on one occasion, they saw us and crossed over.
Most of us like to keep ourselves to ourselves and one thing about our community is that everyone is friendly but respects each other’s privacy.
These oddballs don’t fit and don’t want to.
I don’t know whether to feel sad for their insecurity or angry at their ignorance.