This is something I’m not entirely sure I’ve read correctly. Feel free to throw your two cents in but read the whole story first.
Today it was raining, but I didn’t have anywhere to be so I took a walk, in the rain. The air was cool and fresh and the rain felt great against my skin and not having the burden of a schedule to follow made the day all the more enjoyable. I decided to have lunch at the Essex Pizza Place in the Museum Place Mall.
My attention was divided between reading the paper and eating my pizza. But there was a woman sitting in the table across from me, eating what I guess was tuna salad while talking on her phone. Towards the end of my meal, I look up from the paper to see a flash. Her phone’s camera was pointed at me, but I honestly couldn’t tell at first if she had taken a picture or not, because I honestly don’t know if camera phones use a flash or not.
Where I was sitting, I had direct line of sight to Salem Vintage Photography in the mall, so I thought maybe that’s what I had seen and I pushed it out of my mind. But when I was finished with my pizza, I sat there a few minutes, finishing the paper as well and when I was ready to bring my stuff to the garbage can, I definitely saw not one, but two flashes coming from the woman’s camera phone, pointed in my direction.
How do I address something like that? Do I directly ask her if she was taking a picture of me? I wasn’t very distinctive, aside from wearing a shirt that was still largely soaked from being outside. I didn’t even have my deerstalker or any other feature that was terribly distinctive. My only real concern is that I might wind up looking like Charles Manson and this woman was hoping to get her fifteen minutes. But I let it go and went about my day.
So if you see me in someone’s Facebook page in a white shirt, that’s slightly stained from the pizza grease, let me know.