I'm not trying.. to be mean or anything but I had a very.. surreal experience at the gym today. Some days they bring over a group of Special Needs kids to the pool and I'd happened to run into them.
I was walking through the change room showers to get to the pool, there was one.. special girl standing there, half naked who strokes my arm with her index finger.
She giggles a little bit. "Hehe, you're nice." And then she goes about her half naked business by walking back into the main changeroom.
I'm not sure what to do about this.
A half hour or so later I walk out to my car and the bunch of them are getting on their special bus. One of them has strayed however. He seems to be following me to my car. He says something about the snow today, I don't quite catch it and I smile and nod.
Getting in my car, I notice that he's standing in front of my car. I start to get a little worried about what he might pull. As I start the car, he sits... he SITS.. on the hood of my car.. and motions for me to drive away. I wave for him to get off but he shakes his head. I wave again and this time, he tilts his head sadly, and brings his hands together in a pleading gesture. I shake my head and wave again for him to get off my car.
Solemnly he slides off the car and I back out of the space, wheeling away. I check my rearview mirror and spot him as he stands in the middle of the parking lot where I once was, watching my car drive off. He waves. I'm gone.
Why me?
fuck I should tell stories to kids for a living, I'm good.
I was walking through the change room showers to get to the pool, there was one.. special girl standing there, half naked who strokes my arm with her index finger.
She giggles a little bit. "Hehe, you're nice." And then she goes about her half naked business by walking back into the main changeroom.
I'm not sure what to do about this.
A half hour or so later I walk out to my car and the bunch of them are getting on their special bus. One of them has strayed however. He seems to be following me to my car. He says something about the snow today, I don't quite catch it and I smile and nod.
Getting in my car, I notice that he's standing in front of my car. I start to get a little worried about what he might pull. As I start the car, he sits... he SITS.. on the hood of my car.. and motions for me to drive away. I wave for him to get off but he shakes his head. I wave again and this time, he tilts his head sadly, and brings his hands together in a pleading gesture. I shake my head and wave again for him to get off my car.
Solemnly he slides off the car and I back out of the space, wheeling away. I check my rearview mirror and spot him as he stands in the middle of the parking lot where I once was, watching my car drive off. He waves. I'm gone.
Why me?

fuck I should tell stories to kids for a living, I'm good.