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I was trailing about 6 feet or so behind a girl wearing an unusually long scarf today. It wrapped around her neck a good 2 or 3 times, yet still dangled inches from the floor.

She stepped on it- causing it to tug, turned abruptly, and delivered me the most accusatory, menacing glare, as if to say I was the idiot who stepped on that stupid, enormous scarf.

I didn’t know what to do; so I simply stepped to the side and went about my business. In retrospect, that probably made me seem that much more guilty.

I wanted to say “your fault.”
“ps- get a smaller scarf. That thing is impractical.”

Unless you plan on utilizing that extra 5 feet of scarf on unusually cold or blustery days, I don’t know how anyone could justify owning a scarf that big. A scarf that big is just begging for trouble. What if it were not her foot to snag it, but instead, the jagged edge of an elevator shaft? What if that loose end happened to catch in a revolving door or the door of a hurried cab? What if we were not walking through campus, but rather an unkempt meat packing plant, ridden with crude exposed machinery? Did she considered these things before carelessly draping that death-trap around her neck?

I’ve been reading through my archive from 4 years ago, so please excuse me while I reminisce and reblog myself.