Deaf

While standing on the sidewalk, waving goodbye to my wife as she drove off to work, this tall guy, in an all black robe, hood hiding his face, and carrying a long-handled walking-stick in his right hand, suddenly appeared from nowhere behind me.

It’s been a long-time since I’ve seen a man wearing a bathrobe, so I’m guessing they’re coming back in style. Anyway, he kind of creeped me out, because I didn’t see him or hear him and worse yet was the chilled-vibe I got off the guy as he jus’ stood there all quiet.

As I took a sip of coffee, I heard him say something about him being ‘deaf.’ I told him that I was sorry about that and yet he simply stood there without saying another thing.

Being a bit unnerved, and the smart-ass I am, I said, “Don’t worry I have a hard time hearing, too. You can ask my wife.”

Nothing. Silence. Cold.

So with a quick wave, I left the guy standing at the end of the driveway and I went inside to warm up and get more coffee. I haven’t seen the fella since and am hoping he wasn’t lost or something.