Things that make you go Hmm....

Last Friday after work, as I walked up the street towards my apartment from a downtown bus stop, past the train station, I realized some guy was hailing me. "Miss...excuse me, miss!" he called. I glanced warily to the side, expecting (as you do) a panhandler's plea or male-privileged verbal ogling.

Instead, he said something to the effect of, "I don't want to disrespect you, but [...] you're beautiful."

And for a change, I took it at face value (or rather, even though I have 'lost some weight' in that Western world-sanctioned way, also considered that he might not automatically mean 'physical beauty'), flashed a smile at him, and simply thanked him as I continued on.

As I turned my head back to watch where I was going, one small black crow feather was gently spiraling down in a tight little circle to land on the ground a few feet in front of me, a rather pointed punctuation.

I finished my journey with a mix of bemusement, aw-shucks self-consciousness, and mental eye-rolling (as you do).

Fine, I get it!....then, Nice precision...!...and lastly, Show-offs! I smirked inwardly.