I was walking down the street today just minding my own business. I noticed, about 200 hundred yards away, a woman walking towards me. She was on the same side of the path, nearest the road. Without thinking, I moved over to the other side of the path – it was automatic – like a driver moving over for an oncoming vehicle.
But so did she. We were both on the same side of the path again. I moved back over to the side of the path where I was originally.
But so did she. We were now 50 yards apart. A mild concern came over me – I moved back again to the other side.
But so did she. We were getting closer and closer. We both realised that we could collide but somehow we kept mirroring each other’s manoeuvres until we were so close that it felt like we were in a very narrow aisle trying so squeeze past each other, heads bowed swapping foot to foot. We even both muttered ‘Excuse me’ to each other.
Next time I’ll cross the road.
29/04/05 @ 19:39