I had an alright time at dance (last of the season but apparently not last ever), though I only got a little bit of dancing. I got a fair amount of food, which is good, because I was running on empty: breakfast this morning wasn't great, so I didn't have most of it. I'd normally have lunch at Subway, but skipped it knowing about the potluck. (My sister brought a cake which ended up melting very very badly so it didn't go over so great, but that was our item.)
Something interesting did happen there, though. I took a piece of pizza, but I apparently did it with very very smooth flow, so by the time someone noticed I had taken that last piece of pizza, she was shocked at how I had just come in and snatched it up.
She mentioned how stealthy I was, and how great of ease I had at just smoothly going in then out. But that kinda reminded me...I've maybe blogged about this way back when, but this is certainly nothing new. I have a borderline superpower of sheer invisibility.
Often at work, I can avoid drawing attention to myself at every step of the way. They simply don't notice me unless I broadcast my presence. (I don't broadcast my presence by vocal methods, by the way. I just kinda...try to lock eyes with them and expand an aura out, and that gets their attention, whereas if I avert their gaze and make no effort to expand my aura I just slip on by without them really noticing.)
Heck. My own family will often not know where I am. They'll think I'm somewhere I'm not, simply because I slipped through. They'll not notice that I'm there, or they'll not notice I even left in the first place. I just kinda come and go at my own leisure.
But far most impressive? My time when I was an athlete, I believe cross-country if memory serves me. I volunteered to be 'It' for a modified game of hide-and-seek, where once you find the person who is 'It', you stand with them, and so on, and so forth, until everyone has found the group; last one to find them is the new 'It'.
That's how it's supposed to go in theory anyway.
In practice, well...
I thought of what I thought was just a really, really simple hiding spot: behind a tree just off the path. Of course, there were nearby bushes, and I was in a fetal position, because I was worried I was too exposed otherwise. As it turns out...not so much.
Eventually, it began to get dark. Near the end of the 'game', there was a conversation between people on the path. They weren't even really looking for me at that point, just going by. One of the things they said was in relationship to jellybeans. A bit tired of being alone for so long, knowing it was a small group, I decided I'd give away my presence by shouting, "I don't even like jellybeans!"
They were completely and totally shocked, and baffled. But the most astounding thing of all? In spite of them being literally on top of me (think Lord of the Rings Fellowship, ringwraith on top of the hobbits level of close), they still couldn't actually find me.
They knew I was around, but still couldn't locate me. In spite of me having broadcasted to them. To them, it was as if I were a ghost, because I spoke, and yet they couldn't pinpoint where I had come from. The game ended up being an utter failure, where people were greatly concerned about me, starting to search for me not to win the game but to tell me the game was now over.
At first I thought they weren't serious, that it was a trick, until it became increasingly more obvious with the setting sunlight that they were dead serious, that the game was over. This was conveyed once more by their voices, and me shouting back to them.
Eventually, when I believed them, I just waltzed on out. And then surprised them once more. Like. I walked on out. And they didn't see me walking out. One minute, I was hiding. The next, I was half-way back to the house, because I was near the path anyway. And in spite of a dozen people on the path, not one of them noticed when/where I emerged, so they were once again caught off-guard by me.
For me this wasn't really a challenging thing; the whole time, I was expecting it to be harder, I was expecting all of these things. For them, I was a nightmarish ninja who vanished into thin air so much they were concerned about me.
So I found the comment amusing. It's apparently a natural talent of mine, to just go in an get out.
Something interesting did happen there, though. I took a piece of pizza, but I apparently did it with very very smooth flow, so by the time someone noticed I had taken that last piece of pizza, she was shocked at how I had just come in and snatched it up.
She mentioned how stealthy I was, and how great of ease I had at just smoothly going in then out. But that kinda reminded me...I've maybe blogged about this way back when, but this is certainly nothing new. I have a borderline superpower of sheer invisibility.
Often at work, I can avoid drawing attention to myself at every step of the way. They simply don't notice me unless I broadcast my presence. (I don't broadcast my presence by vocal methods, by the way. I just kinda...try to lock eyes with them and expand an aura out, and that gets their attention, whereas if I avert their gaze and make no effort to expand my aura I just slip on by without them really noticing.)
Heck. My own family will often not know where I am. They'll think I'm somewhere I'm not, simply because I slipped through. They'll not notice that I'm there, or they'll not notice I even left in the first place. I just kinda come and go at my own leisure.
But far most impressive? My time when I was an athlete, I believe cross-country if memory serves me. I volunteered to be 'It' for a modified game of hide-and-seek, where once you find the person who is 'It', you stand with them, and so on, and so forth, until everyone has found the group; last one to find them is the new 'It'.
That's how it's supposed to go in theory anyway.
In practice, well...
I thought of what I thought was just a really, really simple hiding spot: behind a tree just off the path. Of course, there were nearby bushes, and I was in a fetal position, because I was worried I was too exposed otherwise. As it turns out...not so much.
Eventually, it began to get dark. Near the end of the 'game', there was a conversation between people on the path. They weren't even really looking for me at that point, just going by. One of the things they said was in relationship to jellybeans. A bit tired of being alone for so long, knowing it was a small group, I decided I'd give away my presence by shouting, "I don't even like jellybeans!"
They were completely and totally shocked, and baffled. But the most astounding thing of all? In spite of them being literally on top of me (think Lord of the Rings Fellowship, ringwraith on top of the hobbits level of close), they still couldn't actually find me.
They knew I was around, but still couldn't locate me. In spite of me having broadcasted to them. To them, it was as if I were a ghost, because I spoke, and yet they couldn't pinpoint where I had come from. The game ended up being an utter failure, where people were greatly concerned about me, starting to search for me not to win the game but to tell me the game was now over.
At first I thought they weren't serious, that it was a trick, until it became increasingly more obvious with the setting sunlight that they were dead serious, that the game was over. This was conveyed once more by their voices, and me shouting back to them.
Eventually, when I believed them, I just waltzed on out. And then surprised them once more. Like. I walked on out. And they didn't see me walking out. One minute, I was hiding. The next, I was half-way back to the house, because I was near the path anyway. And in spite of a dozen people on the path, not one of them noticed when/where I emerged, so they were once again caught off-guard by me.
For me this wasn't really a challenging thing; the whole time, I was expecting it to be harder, I was expecting all of these things. For them, I was a nightmarish ninja who vanished into thin air so much they were concerned about me.
So I found the comment amusing. It's apparently a natural talent of mine, to just go in an get out.
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