Well, I never and a day! Some humans! They get all into other’s personal spaces with no regard for propriety or proximity. I watch it all the time as they cower over one another…pushing through to the bar or talking inches from another’s face. Many don’t mind, but it’s obvious, to me at least, that some don’t welcome the advanced interactions at all. Whatever, humans play by a skewed set of rules, at best. But, there was one on Tuesday night who crossed over the line…who went too far. He, tall and beyond inquisitive, picked up and through and around every piece of jewelry and chachka decorating me and my platform. The circular gold on my ear, the leftover Parisian globe….forever, he pried and plucked and puzzled over each and every item.
The nerve of him! I only was able to endure it by composing scenarios where once during his “treasure hunt” his eyes met mine and – “SWAT”- my claw decorated his face. The definition of deface in action.« Back to Listing