Smile For The Camera
Here's your picture, and he thrust his ancient flip phone with a built in camera right into Dave's face as he rose out of his seat and headed to the subway door. Dave took notice of the guy peripherally a few stops previous but chose to ignore his tingly spidey sense in the moment. The guy's eyes seemed to be pointing in different directions which confused Dave; he was unable to discern whether or not he was actually the one being photographed or if the phone guy was shooting the 20 year old blonde in the seat ahead of him. Either way, Dave was now hyper aware of the constant electronic shutter snap coming from the odd man in the green parka with the orange tennis shoes sitting across the aisle. Dave tried to subvert his gaze and then felt utterly ridiculous holding up a gloved hand to partially obscure his face, like he was some celebrity feigning irritation with the papparazzo. Although he had to admit, the guy was really beginning to creep him out. The blonde must have ...