Earlier today I had to take a progressive scan DVD player back to Walmart because the picture was worse on it than on my 8 or 9 year old, non-progressive player. On the way back from Walmart, I saw this guy near the stop sign who was jerking his hands and body all around as he walked towards me. I was a little concerned, not because I thought the guy was an ax murderer, but because I thought something was wrong with him. In fact, I was so concerned that I almost pulled over when I saw his right arm shoot out in and his body kind of lean towards the traffic. I thought maybe someone had hit him with their car, that he had been stung by a bee and was going into anaphylactic shock, or that he was having an epileptic seizure.It's a good thing that I didn't pull over, or I would have looked a little stupid. As I got closer, I realized that what I had mistaken as pain or some side effect of a medical condition was a sad attempt at dancing. The guy was wearing those old headphones from the 80's, the kind that are big enough to even cover Dumbo's ears, and bopping or break-walking along to whatever was coming out of them, completely oblivious to the traffic around him.
On the one hand, I wanted to applaud the guy for doing what he enjoyed, even if everyone driving by him was laughing as hard as I was.
On the other hand, all I could think was, "At least it wasn't me this time."
