I have to admit I do have a tendency to put a bit of a scary face on when I walk. Hmmm. To be honest, it's probably more of an angry grimace than scary. I just usually get so frustrated by the idiots around me who walk into my path and the white van men shouting and leering, that I go into this default face. (Yes, the kind of face that makes strangers say "cheer up love, it might not happen" . . . then live to regret it).
Anyway, I was walking home today and minding my own business as I walked past the private school near to my flat. There were a couple of cars dotted about on the street with parents waiting for their kids in them and as I went to walk past one of these cars, I swear to God the woman inside suddenly decided to lock herself into the car. I HEARD the lock click.
Was she scared that I was going to steal her car? Open the door and mock her for sending her kids to private school? Throw my tiny Boots the Chemist bag containing a low fat pasta salad and low-calorie cream soda at her???
Did she mistake me for some city thug in my work clothes? (I should point out I do NOT work as a city thug, which might have been an understandable mistake.)
I was very bemused by the whole thing. And kind of annoyed that she thought that little of me.
But I can't help but wonder if I WOULD make a good city thug . . . Frightening people could be fun!