Some things squick me.
Aug. 13th, 2014 08:35 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
This isn't so much a "bad mood" as a serious squick. This afternoon, after getting off the local light rail, I was climbing the steps up to the parking lot and I bumped into a woman. "Excuse me," I said. I had been reading a book and not paying attention.
"Excuse your fucking ass," she slurred back at me. I heard a rattling, like a marble in a can. As I raised my eyes I saw a large paper bag in her hand with gold tracery around the opening. Then I looked into her face. Random splatters of gold traced around her mouth and up her right cheek.
Jesus. I quickly climbed the stairs faster.
"Excuse your fucking ass," she slurred back at me. I heard a rattling, like a marble in a can. As I raised my eyes I saw a large paper bag in her hand with gold tracery around the opening. Then I looked into her face. Random splatters of gold traced around her mouth and up her right cheek.
Jesus. I quickly climbed the stairs faster.
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Date: 2014-08-14 05:16 am (UTC)Clearly I live a sheltered life.
I'd never considered the cosmetic implications of that life-choice.
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Date: 2014-08-14 05:38 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2014-08-14 02:53 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2014-08-14 06:08 am (UTC)Seriously, the crap people will use when they can't get good drugs is just appalling.
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Date: 2014-08-19 12:57 am (UTC)O.o
*hugs on you* So very glad she didn't get violent (more than verbally) with you. Hocked up people are so unpredictable... this is crazy!