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Rubbernecking

I leave tomorrow on a seven-day, three-city business trip.

cardboard box

I had so many materials to bring home from the office, I had to carry them on the subway in a cardboard box.

As I was awaiting my stop, I noticed something different about my ride home. Typically New Yorkers avoid all eye contact. Tonight their eyes were darting towards me quickly, with seeming discomfort.

It suddenly hit me — they probably thought I had lost my job and the box contained my personal effects.

I thought about producing a few tears, but that seemed like bad karma.

Chew on this

Does chewing gum make you more attractive?

Beldent Gum conducted a social experiment and concluded that yes, in fact, it does. Take a look below.

Sorry, Beldent. It wasn’t the gum that made the chewing twin the more attractive choice. It was the total lack of animation on the carbon copy’s face!

The gum chewing twin was making eye contact with the study participants and had facial movements — all signs of life. The other was stoic, corpse-like, and a bit unnerving.

So, don’t increase production at your factory just yet, Beldent. (Although I’ll admit, this whole thing is a really good ad.)

Lottery winner

It’s hard to believe that it has been three and a half years since I first saw The Book of Mormon in previews on Broadway.

I was in the audience twice in the first two weeks in case it closed…but luckily the critics and New York audiences agreed.

It was the musical of the century.

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I won front-row tickets on Twitter for tonight’s show. The faces have changed, and possibly some nuances of the staging, but it was just like seeing it for the first time.

But better.

I made eye contact with the cast, said hello to the conductor and got spit on.

Spit on.

Blurred eye’s view

Yesterday when Rory and I began our afternoon walk, the sun was shining bright and warmed the air. Ten minutes later, the sky was dark and threatening, and I was freezing.

Ah, spring.

The biggest problem this presented was in my choice of prescription sunglasses. Once the clouds gathered, it was really too dark to wear them. But if I took them off, I would be blind — literally — depending only on my trusty eighteen-pound guide dog to get us back home.

So I did…just to see what it would be like.

The city was definitely blurry. The colors more muted, too. And while I might have expected the sounds to be louder, instead I felt more isolated. But when people passed, I didn’t have to worry if they were making eye contact with me.

It is New York City, after all.

To give you an idea of what I saw, here is a representative view of a tulip garden I passed.

blurry tulips in jail