PEOPLE WATCHING

I love to watch people when they don’t know that I’m watching them.  I don’t mean that I’m spying on them or anything like that.  I mean watching them at odd moments in time.  Like standing in line at the grocery store or maybe while I’m waiting at a red light.  It’s amazing what you might see!  And if only I could read lips!  Now that would really be neat! 

I remember when I used to sing in the choir, I would watch people in the congregation.  I couldn’t hear a word that the preacher was saying anyway because of my hearing loss, so I might as well amuse myself doing something during the sermon, so I would gaze at the people row by row and look at the expressions on their faces.   Oh, what a sight!  I often wondered if the people actually were trying to look so funny or it was just happenstance.  There would be those with their arms crossed like they was no way you were going to convince them of anything and their faces were just as determined.  Then those who were smiling like angels.  And of course, there would be the ones dozing with their chins on their chests or up in the air with mouths wide open.  I could spot them all and knew which ones would do which.    Some would be scoping out the crowd.  Checking on who was wearing what and who was with who.  It’s a great way to pass the time when you can’t hear in church.

Here's another great people watching place.  We have all seen the Walmart pictures circling the internet.  Well, they are pretty much for real.   Stand in line and look around you if you don’t believe it.  Then mosey on over to the local Dollar Store.  Nothing wrong with these folks.  They just march to different drums.  That's ok.

Then, there’s people watching in airports.  You get to see all kinds of folks there.  But then, we’re all different in some form or another to somebody else so I guess I probably looked equally as weird to some of them.  But, nevertheless, it’s a great way to spend an hour or two waiting for a plane to land just looking at people and how they sit, stand, squirm, twist, pick at their ears, noses, etc.  And the way they dress is always a hoot.  You can see some real Prada!

I got to thinking, if I’m watching folks and enjoying it so much, there just might be somebody out there watching me (God forbid) and I better try and clean up my act.  I need to watch my facial expressions and how I react to certain situations and probably smile a whole lot more when I’m in church and at the traffic light and Walmart.  Maybe even the airport.  Who knows, there just might be somebody important watching!