A Message for the Crazy Eyed Guy
Yesterday, I was driving home from work and I stopped at a traffic light, because that's what you do when they are red. Next to me, in a small Ford Fiesta (yes the same car that the American Idol's won), was a man with a a beard. I mention the beard because it was missing the the mustache. Yes, the driver of the Ford Fiesta was also sporting a Lincoln beard.
As I waited for the light to change, I noticed that "Lincoln Beard" was looking at me. I casually spun my head to the right and made eye contact. My eyes locked on him. I couldn't look away. One of his eyes appeared to be twisted to the side. I am not judging him. I was trying to figure out how this happened.
(It looked something like this)
I gave him a guy "nod". It's something we do when we are trying to acknowledge each others presence. He gave me a deeper stare. At this point, the light changed to green. As I looked back toward the road, I saw "Lincoln Beard" appear to give me the finger.
Once again, my guilt has gotten to me. Did I make him uncomfortable? I admit, his twisted eye caught me off guard. I was mostly curious as to how one could get a twisted eye. I regret even looking, but he started looking at me first.
I have two messages for "Lincoln Beard".
1) I'm sorry if I made you uncomfortable, but you shouldn't have given me the finger.
2) Buy a pair of sunglasses.