Got accussed of not being real by, wait for it, a couple of people that were about as real as a 7 dollar bill.
Yesterday I went to a caffee shop that I haven’t been to in ages. They always do weird shit whenever I go there. They are experts in making it look like you did something that you absolutely did not do. I honestly believe they could make Mother Teresa, should she be alive today, look like a shoplifter. Anyway they were up to their old tricks again yesterday, but that’s not what this note was about. What this note is about was the middle aged man and the fat kid, that called me 'not real'. They weren’t there yesterday, but they were today.
When I used to go to this shop cafe they would almost always showup. The odd thing is that I doubt the man is the kid’s dad, they look nothing like each other. The man is skinny, well dressed, the kid is short and fat. Also they just kind of sit there, without saying anything, but both focussed attention on my every move. And also oddly, this time, the kid seemed to be in charge.
I ended up on the same bench as them as it was the only bench with seats available. They arrived some time after me. I was listening to podcasts, and doing some writing on my device. After a while the kid basically decided it was time to go, and made the man get up and leave, but he did it in the same way an adult would do the same to a young kid. He said something to the man, then did a "come on we’re going now", and a head gesture, and walked off.
It was the man that said in my direction, 'you aren’t real', as they departed. Very weird weird.
What’s even more bizare is that the two people that were sitting in their place right before them were doing some weird shit too. Two blokes in their mid twenties. One was clearly "in charge", the other was sort of messing about. Had his naked left arm out on front of him the entire time he was sitting there, he was constantly rubbing the inside of his arm, in the place where doctors give you injections. He appeared to want me to notice what he was doing. I was affording him zero attention whatsoever because he was being kind of a weirdo, which of course made him act d even weirder.
The interesting thing was that the other bloke, the one that was 'in charge' suddenly got up and said something along the lines of 'time to go' and walked off. The other bloke was very suprised and he had to scramble together his things to catchup with the other 'in charge' bloke. Anyway when the man and fat kid turned up a few moments later, the fat kid sat exactly where the 'in charge' looking bloke had sat, and the skiny well dressed man sat where the bloke with the arm fetish had sat.
It’s all very odd, but very on brand for this place. It’s exactly the type of stuff that happens every gosh darn day. Weirdness in plain site, which could just about be passed of as normal, but is not, and is just weird mascarading as normal. Just over the uncanny weird line. In fact it’s almost like it’s some sort of trial baloon to figure out where the uncanny weird line is. #