being a divining rod for crazies

it’s an undeniable fact, everyone exerts some degree of an electric pull that draws some demographic to them like a magnet. for instance, one casual friday associate attracts cops like moths to a flame. another esteemed colleague draws accidents like locust to verdant fields. one has no control over these things, it’s better to just kind of maintain a casual awareness of it, and move on.

we here at casual friday have the distinct pleasure of being a lightening rod for crazies. why? no clue. they seek us out and they find us in the most unpredictable situations. they yell crazy things at us. sometimes they give us weird tokens to commemorate our distinctly unsettling and brief acquaintanceship.

we’ve had someone chase us into the street in the middle of the day by some psychological mess hiding in a bush trying to punch us. we’ve saved someone’s life who lept off the porch of building by grabbing their hand just as they began falling. we’ve been given a lighter by a wild eyed stranger saying it housed our soul. we’ve been gifted with the prophecies of gods and demons. we’ve watched people slice their chests open in front of our eyes. we’ve collected many many many acts of verbal vomit produced by the hunched casualties of the modern condition.

we certainly don’t seek out this attention. we’ve heard several learned hypothesis on this behavioral magnetism, though most of them center around having red hair and being born on a thursday both supposedly requisites for the attentions of the psychologically damned. at this point, we’ve been pretty desensitized, however every now and then some act of crazy really hits home. after all, we aren’t made entirely of valium and deep breathing exercises.

take that with you to your weekend dears. we’ll let you know if we meet any particularly interesting new people.