i went home to the dentist yesterday. needless to say, it was an exhaustingly long day for me. The dentist poked and proded for almost an hour...I nearly fell asleep in the chair too. after the dentist I got to spend some time with the 'rents.
As I waited for the train back to NYC, three boys, around the age of 17 I would say, walked onto the platform. They took a seat on a bench near by... "Aaaah, the train." said one. "I havent been on the train in forever" said another. "It's a great place to pick up chicks" said the third. "Hmmmm" I wondered. Now, it ran thru my head, were they directing this at me? Or, should I be insulted because they hadnt chosen to hit on me? My attention was quickly taken away from them however when a woman with a big bright smile approached me right there on the platform. "Hello! How are you?" said she. Now Im thinking, oh crap, has it been so long since Ive talked to anyone besides my parents when I come to my hometown that Ive forgotten who this woman is? Is she a mother of a friend? An old teacher? Hoo boy. Well, my questions were answered as I glanced at what she was holding in her hand...that's right folks...Watchtower. "Damn" I thought, "they get you on train platforms now too?" Well, considering I had nothing better to do, I listened to her. No point in being rude. However I did worry that she was too getting on the train and I would have to endure the whole 2 hour train ride with a Jehovah's Witness. She said the usual, hard times these days, God's creation, God will make it better and so on and so forth. ((I thought of bowl cut guy...what would he have said to her? Would there have been a preaching show down?)) Well, she was very pleasant and sweet and didnt push to hard so I accepted her pamphlet...after all, the cosmo I bought for the train ride there was nearly done and I had nothing else to read, right? She asked me if I had a nice weekend home, I explained I was just in town for the day for the dentist. She called me a "loyal patient" and said "thanks for your time" and flashed her big bright smile just as the train was pulling in. "Thank goodness she is not getting on the train" I thought. I turned my head for two seconds to choose my door to enter the train, then looked around to make doubly sure she wouldnt be getting on the train and blammo...she was gone. Totally and completely gone...not on the train, not on the platform, not off the platform. Very very strange. Im sure there is some reasonable explanation for this, but I couldnt help but think of the days way back when, when I heard tales of "angels" coming and going in times of need. Now, I am no god fearing woman by any means...Im a seriously confused agnostic through and through, but I just couldnt help but wonder for two seconds, "What the hell was that all about?" Then I sat on the train and peeled of a big red bumper sticker that was on the back of the seat and quickly forgot my strange encounter until now.
Oh, and the spinning wheel I was oh-so-excited about in past post? Yeah, well it broke last nite. It's a very fragile thing, the spinning wheel is, and during a scene change the curtain slammed it and knocked it over, breaking off it's two back legs. Sooooo, I had to come up with something and FAST to fix it while were in the middle of changing the scenes into the show that uses the spinning wheel. Can you say...pressure? Well, yada yada yada, the designer just happened to be in the building and we managed to make shift some legs out of a stool for the time being...but the actress didnt get to actually spin on stage like she'd been rehearsing which was a big let down for a lot of us since she learned so fast and last nite was opening nite. Ah well, so it goes. That's the life o' props.
As I waited for the train back to NYC, three boys, around the age of 17 I would say, walked onto the platform. They took a seat on a bench near by... "Aaaah, the train." said one. "I havent been on the train in forever" said another. "It's a great place to pick up chicks" said the third. "Hmmmm" I wondered. Now, it ran thru my head, were they directing this at me? Or, should I be insulted because they hadnt chosen to hit on me? My attention was quickly taken away from them however when a woman with a big bright smile approached me right there on the platform. "Hello! How are you?" said she. Now Im thinking, oh crap, has it been so long since Ive talked to anyone besides my parents when I come to my hometown that Ive forgotten who this woman is? Is she a mother of a friend? An old teacher? Hoo boy. Well, my questions were answered as I glanced at what she was holding in her hand...that's right folks...Watchtower. "Damn" I thought, "they get you on train platforms now too?" Well, considering I had nothing better to do, I listened to her. No point in being rude. However I did worry that she was too getting on the train and I would have to endure the whole 2 hour train ride with a Jehovah's Witness. She said the usual, hard times these days, God's creation, God will make it better and so on and so forth. ((I thought of bowl cut guy...what would he have said to her? Would there have been a preaching show down?)) Well, she was very pleasant and sweet and didnt push to hard so I accepted her pamphlet...after all, the cosmo I bought for the train ride there was nearly done and I had nothing else to read, right? She asked me if I had a nice weekend home, I explained I was just in town for the day for the dentist. She called me a "loyal patient" and said "thanks for your time" and flashed her big bright smile just as the train was pulling in. "Thank goodness she is not getting on the train" I thought. I turned my head for two seconds to choose my door to enter the train, then looked around to make doubly sure she wouldnt be getting on the train and blammo...she was gone. Totally and completely gone...not on the train, not on the platform, not off the platform. Very very strange. Im sure there is some reasonable explanation for this, but I couldnt help but think of the days way back when, when I heard tales of "angels" coming and going in times of need. Now, I am no god fearing woman by any means...Im a seriously confused agnostic through and through, but I just couldnt help but wonder for two seconds, "What the hell was that all about?" Then I sat on the train and peeled of a big red bumper sticker that was on the back of the seat and quickly forgot my strange encounter until now.
Oh, and the spinning wheel I was oh-so-excited about in past post? Yeah, well it broke last nite. It's a very fragile thing, the spinning wheel is, and during a scene change the curtain slammed it and knocked it over, breaking off it's two back legs. Sooooo, I had to come up with something and FAST to fix it while were in the middle of changing the scenes into the show that uses the spinning wheel. Can you say...pressure? Well, yada yada yada, the designer just happened to be in the building and we managed to make shift some legs out of a stool for the time being...but the actress didnt get to actually spin on stage like she'd been rehearsing which was a big let down for a lot of us since she learned so fast and last nite was opening nite. Ah well, so it goes. That's the life o' props.
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