Things I do on a regular basis that are actually pretty creepy

November 19th, 2010
  • talk to myself in the mirror
  • inhale deeply when I walk behind the French guy’s desk at work, because he smells good
  • google all my doctors, yoga teachers, hair dressers, therapists, etc, to try and find personal information about them
  • set up fake email accounts under my parents’ names and feed them through my inbox, even though I have never actually used them
  • photograph strangers on public transport
  • wear the clothing of anyone who has left jackets/shirts/pants at my house
  • look up girls’ skirts when they’re above me on the escalator
  • smell other people’s hair
random - 9 Comments »

9 Responses to “Things I do on a regular basis that are actually pretty creepy”

Are you sure that this is it?

Comment by Mike on November 19th, 2010

Apart from inhaling behind the french guy, googling everyone & setting up fake emails i do all the rest.

Comment by SexyNinjaMonkey on November 19th, 2010

The only one I don’t do is the parent email thing… oh, and am not sniffing your French guy… but there is someone special for me. But she’s not French. Or a guy.

We should make out.

Comment by Danielle Warby on November 19th, 2010

The only thing that makes those things creepy is the fact that you told the whole world about them on the interwebs. Also, I do all that.

Comment by Matt Granfield on November 21st, 2010

You guys are freaks.

Comment by Annik on November 22nd, 2010

You guys are freaks.

Comment by Sharron Clemons on December 22nd, 2010

Not only do I smell people’s hair, I imagine myself picking at their split ends.

Oh, and whenever I’m seated next to a bald man on the bus, I become obsessed with the idea of dressing up like Miss Cleo and rubbing his head like a crystal ball.

So unfortunately, I can’t really relate.

Comment by bschooled on December 23rd, 2011

I also photograph the general public. People with bad fashion sense make great blog fodder.

Comment by Carri on December 24th, 2011

Not sure if this qualifies, but I carry my digital camera in my car’s jockeybox and take pictures of the exceptionally beat-up cars that I see. My wife tells me that it’s a good way to get run off the road and get my ass kicked.

Comment by Bill G. on December 27th, 2011

Leave a Comment