A blog following the life, times and varying opinions of a font Nazi. [Disclaimer: not many entries actually deal with fonts. In fact not very many at all, at the moment it seems to be filled with pictures of my personal baking and general design eye candy. You have been warned.]
Friday, August 31, 2007
not right
On my tube journey on the way to climbing tonight, I had a guy sitting diagonally opposite me who was sucking his thumb. I couldn't help myself, I kept double-taking and staring because I could hardly believe my eyes. I mean this was a grown man, maybe about my age. Watching him sit there with his thumb in his mouth was oddly repellent, I just kept thinking, "Man that is wrong." But I think he was on to me beause everytime I looked up, he was looking at me too, probably wondering why I was staring. Or he knew- I mean how can you not be that old and think it's strange? I was a thumb-sucker in my youth, which is probably why I moved on to being a nail biter but I like to think I'm most reformed on that front and would NEVER dream of suckign mmy thumb. Eeew.
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