Aug 26: Am I weird?
Or is it everyone else?
I went out to lunch today at a fast food place. (Which one doesn’t matter.) It was a bit past prime lunch hour, so there weren’t too many other patrons in the place. There was a guy using his laptop computer, an old man just eating, and two men sharing a table and talking to each other. (Yes, I was the only woman in there other than the one behind the counter. That, too, seems a bit odd, but isn’t my point right now.) So what was I doing? I was reading the Aeneid, Fitzgerald translation. Not reading it online, or on my Kindle or my iPad, either. I was reading a good, old-fashioned, paperback book.
So, am I the one who was being strange?
I mean, I know it would have been weirder if I was reading my hardback copy, the one that’s in the original Latin. (But I haven’t tried reading any Latin in about 15 years, so I don’t think I’d understand much of it other than “Timeo Danaos et dona ferens.“)
I’m not sure if it was the fact that I was reading a book at all that made me feel like there was something fundamentally different about me compared to everyone else in the joint, or if it was because I was reading Virgil. (Though, truth be told, I’d much rather read Homer.)
I felt like the staff were giving me weird looks. Not like “is she going to draw a gun and rob the place?” kind of looks, but more the “she’s walking around with a fishbowl on her head” looks, even though I was not wearing a fishbowl on my head, nor was there anything else odd about my outfit. As far as I know. But no one at the vet’s office was looking at me like that, and the other patrons at the fast food place didn’t so much as glance at me, so I don’t think it was anything about the way I was dressed.
I don’t really have any point about all of this. Just wondering if I’m crazy, or if it’s the rest of the world.
Also, I would like to comment that I’m very sick of it being this hot.