Colonel Mustard in the billiard room with the spanner
I don’t have class on Thursday, so I usually run errands. Today I was downtown, going about my business, when I began to notice something strange. People were giving me funny looks. Not just funny looks—downright worried, even frightened looks. I walked through a bank lobby and it seemed like every pair of eyes was following me. I walked into the IDS building and I swear the security guards were narrowing their eyes when they looked at me.
It wasn’t until I went to use the bathroom at Cosi after enjoying one of their zesty $9 sandwiches and looked in the mirror that I realized why everyone was behaving so strangely: I was dressed like a burglar.
This also explains why people cringed whenever I walked past any wrought-iron candlestick holders, and wealthy dowagers clutched their pearls upon seeing me.
Posted: February 22nd, 2007 under General.
Comments: 6
Comments
Comment from Patricio
Time: 22 February 2007, 23:06
Hahaha, and you’ve got the shady Simpsons dog eyes, too. Careful.
Comment from Dan
Time: 22 February 2007, 23:33
You took that photo after the incident, right? Or do you do a daily “what I’m wearing” photo in the morning?
Comment from ae
Time: 23 February 2007, 09:59
“Clutched their pearls”
Comment from Toofer
Time: 23 February 2007, 15:25
Next time you should go downtown dressed as the Hamburglar.
Comment from Toofer
Time: 23 February 2007, 15:27
Crap, I forgot to add this part: “Robble robble robble!”
Comment from BP
Time: 23 February 2007, 15:30
The picture kind of reminds me of Grimace from the old McDonalds commericals. Just don’t beat me up!
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