So the other night we went to Charlie Chows with Eric. On the way back we decided to get pictures in front of our old apartment. I have decided I want to start that tradition, so I can show my kids what we looked like, and where we lived, etc..
So as we were posing Eric starts cracking up. Us, confused, look up to the apartment above where we are taking the picture. What do we see? A tall, skinny, middle eastern guy, smiling and waving at the camera with a goofy grin. He can't see Bob and me, so the only explanation we can come up with is he assumes that Eric is one of two things..
1- Stalking him
2- A lost tourist
Either way, if I thought a complete stranger was taking a picture of me at ten in the evening, I would either be grabbing a baseball bat, or calling the police. Not waving at the strangers camera!!
We were all laughing hysterically. So we just sort of waved back and ran to the car and sped away. We were afraid if we stuck around he might come down and do a complete photo shoot! (The picture I posted above is of us laughing at the ridiculous situation, but oh how I wish I had a picture of that guy waving like a celebrity.)