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beetiger ([personal profile] beetiger) wrote2003-03-06 11:22 am

Aura of fear

A random coworker, while passing me in the hallway, just made a cross with his fingers at me and said "Sign of the Cross...ooh, Dracula."

I'm dressed purely Land's End inoffensive today: green turtleneck, black cotton slacks, red socks, black shoes. My Roman erotic talisman's tucked under my shirt, just like it should be.

I think I may be projecting stuff I don't mean to again.

[identity profile] oakenguy.livejournal.com 2003-03-06 08:36 am (UTC)(link)
Hee hee hee hee. Could you inadvertantly have your default facial expression set on "hypnotic vampire stare"?

I'm actually a little jealous. No one's ever done this to me. The closest I ever came was when a ten-year-old stared at me on the bus once, and then slowly, deliberately, held up his hand and made bunny ears with his fingers behind his head. I still don't know what he was trying to tell me.

[identity profile] beetiger.livejournal.com 2003-03-06 08:51 am (UTC)(link)
I didn't think about the facial expression. I wouldn't be surprised if I'm looking a bit on the pale and undead side.

[identity profile] meallanmouse.livejournal.com 2003-03-06 08:40 am (UTC)(link)
:: wry grin ::

Could be the coworker's coffee had been spiked, too.

:: rather likes that notion ::

[identity profile] tygermoonfoxx.livejournal.com 2003-03-06 08:56 am (UTC)(link)
I'd be more inclined to think that it's just someone being ignorant (only I hadn't realized that this could extend to Christian symbols too, how disappointingly enlightening). I get that a lot with my pentacle, but that's rather understandable.

[identity profile] beetiger.livejournal.com 2003-03-06 10:24 am (UTC)(link)
Oh, I wasn't wearing a cross! Or my pentacle. I've been many religions in my time, but Christian's never been one of them...maybe it was the red socks!

[identity profile] tygermoonfoxx.livejournal.com 2003-03-06 02:23 pm (UTC)(link)
*snickers* Just goes to show that I shouldn't be reading when I've got a hole in my....leg? (I knew I was a dinosaur, but who stores their brain there?)

In that case, it's an odd comment indeed. Perhaps you looked snarly or cross?

I still think it's a case of someone being weird.

[identity profile] paka.livejournal.com 2003-03-06 08:57 am (UTC)(link)
Gee. I mean, green turtleneck and red socks sounds kinda Christmasy.

[identity profile] chris-warrior.livejournal.com 2003-03-06 09:31 am (UTC)(link)
now i have a rather disturbing "christmas vampire" image in my head. holly sprig behind one pointed ear, red and green reversible cloak, big honking pack of presents slung over one shoulder...

ow, my brain.

[identity profile] meallanmouse.livejournal.com 2003-03-06 10:20 am (UTC)(link)
:: faceplants ::

:: dies laughing ::

[identity profile] postrodent.livejournal.com 2003-03-06 10:11 am (UTC)(link)
I'm actually kind of jealous too. And in some cases, where you're just not going to blend in with the culture at your workplace, cultivating one's image as the Ominous Loner can be useful. A shame that the only image I've ever been able to cultivate in an office setting is the Awkward Nerdy Guy.

[identity profile] eetmewithtoast.livejournal.com 2003-03-07 06:19 am (UTC)(link)
Is that any better than Awkward Quiet Graphics Weenie Girl?

[identity profile] heron61.livejournal.com 2003-03-06 12:46 pm (UTC)(link)
Oddly, for some reason I almost never get such reactions. The worst reaction that I've ever gotten (and I frequently wear a pentacle) was one elderly hispanic woman on an LA bus looking at me and then crossing herself. For some unknown reason, I mostly get all manner of people commenting positively about my clothes, jewelry, or nail polish. Then again, I suspect that no one will ever consider me to be the least bit scary, I'm a bit disappointed :)

[identity profile] neillparatzo.livejournal.com 2003-03-06 02:59 pm (UTC)(link)
Better to be evil incarnate than unnoticed.

Don't be too worried...

[identity profile] fenton.livejournal.com 2003-03-07 01:47 pm (UTC)(link)
... since I regularly frighten small children in my vicinity.

Seriously. They stand and stare up at me with a "oh my god what is that it's going to eat me" expression, then usually hide.

Of course, some adults give me that reaction, too...