Realized the extent of my people watching. Decided to document one. Possible inspiration.
White female.
White female.
Age difficult to determine due to excessive of plastic surgery: Mission accomplished.
Approximately 50 years?
Approximately 50 years?
Thinning blonde hair, dried from dye, needs to be washed.
Thin and frail, yellowed fingernails (probably a smoker) that need to be cut.
Metric ton of mascara.
Painted on eyebrows.
Purchase:18 lottery tickets.Metric ton of mascara.
Painted on eyebrows.
Desperation.
White male.
Approximately 35 years.
Approximately 35 years.
Short. Boney.
Thinning blonde hair.
Leathery skin. Wrinkled. Darkened.
Smells of smoke.
Smells of smoke.
Worn jeans, stained white t-shirt.
Purchase: Looks at the cashier and holds up 4 fingers, then ten.
Pump 4, 10 dollars worth of gas.
Mute.
Pump 4, 10 dollars worth of gas.
Mute.
Black female.
Approximately 25 years.
Short, thick stature.
No makeup, messy braided hair.
Loud, low voice.
Loose gray t-shirt tucked into “mom jeans.”
Determined to joke about the service with every person in line.
Purchase:1 mini pack of fig newtons, 6 pack of cheap beer, 1 cigar, 1 gallon of water.
Recipe for one lonely night in.
Recipe for one lonely night in.
oooooooo i like this
ReplyDeletei dont know if its a poem or your just creeping but this is something i would do. o wait i just read the label ahaha. i like its emotionlessness. it reminds me when people fill out a survey or like an eharmony account. ok well not really but i cant think of anything better to compare this to. ahah
This is pure creeping, haha. Just happened to be waiting in line at the gas station on a very interesting day.
ReplyDeleteI don't know what I'm going to do with this one, but thanks for your feedback!