Saturday, February 5, 2011

Another Brush with Crazy at the Coffee Shop

Just had an utterly lovely week at a yoga retreat. Yoga everyday, walks outside in the snow, yoga everyday...amazing, organic, nutritious food that you don't have to plan, shop for, or clean up everyday...ah, le sigh.

And now, back to reality. Stopped at a coffee shop on the way home. After several hours in the car, I'm stretching while I wait for my tea.

Deceptively sane-looking man in his 40s-50s approaches.

Him: What are you doing?

Me: (mid side-bend) Um...stretching?

Him: The universe punishes those who drive in poetic ways.

Me:  Ok.

Him: Drivers poison our planet with their driving...And their cars...And now the planet...and the universe are punishing you in poetic ways for your driving.

Me: Ok.

He leaves. I'm still waiting for my tea, still stretching. He comes back and says - NO JOKE - "I forgot my crayons." Grabs a box of crayons from the table near me, returns to his seat at the counter, and proceeds to start coloring.

I did not dare to look to see if he was coloring outside the lines.

Does this stuff happen only to me?


  1. Ha! Yes, only to you--as you are clearly the only one on the planet who drives ;)

  2. ha!you must take great pride on being a "chosen one"