I’m nosy. If I lived in an apartment building I would be hanging out the window with my arms crossed leaning on a pillow. I’m not so nosy that I’d set up shop by the window to be the neighborhood CIA agent, just nosy enough about who and what some of the people in Long Beach are doing.
My curiosity peaks more when it seems I see, in my myopic view of the world, the same people throughout the City at various times throughout the day. How’d did they get here so fast? Why are they doing that? What’s up with the stuffed animals?
My latest fascination is the man on the rip board. He appears to travel from the East End of the City just to the edge of the West End on Beech Street. He waves to the US Postal carriers as he zips by their route. He also goes pretty fast as he skirts his way directly towards your 30 mile an hour vehicle as you head to the Library. His ability to jack rabbit from lane to lane is quite skillful, yet, gives me a slight case of “agita”. The odd thing is that I see him all the time at different times in different parts of the City. Why? Is he in a quest for riding a rip board for the longest time in the Guinness Book of World Records?
Yes there are many things to be concerned about in Long Beach and this is trivial on the scale but as I said, I’m nosy.