7.06.2005
A Case of Mistaken Identity
Yesterday I went to Enger Park with a friend to walk around the beautiful gardens. My friend wandered over to the peace bell, and I sat down at a picnic table near the parking lot to wait for him. While I was sitting there, a woman approached. At first I thought she might be someone I knew, but as she got closer I realized I had no idea who she was. She stopped and said, in an unfriendly tone, "I recognize you. I've seen you here before." Then, sounding hostile and accusatory, she said, "What are you doing here? Who are you with?" I was dumbfounded, and answered, "My friend," as if it was any of her business. She continued, "It's the shirt. I recognized you by your shirt," and walked away, towards the parking lot.
I have no idea what this means, but one thing's for sure- next time I go to Enger, I'll wear a different shirt.
(Enger Park photo Copyright © 2002 Daniel L. Johnson)