The Dangers of Shopping at Target
This is an archived post, originally published on Hope, Love, and Peace (blog.jtimothyking.com).
Yesterday, I discovered that it can be dangerous to shop at Target.
…wearing a red shirt.
I was walking along, minding my own business. I had been re-listening to season 1 of Gregg Taylor’s character Martin Bracknell’s radio play Black Jack Justice (one of my favorite latter-day online radio series). I had paused my smartphone’s podcast player and removed my earbuds, and was poking through my email, when a guy walked up to me.
“Hi. How’re ya’ doin’?”
“Hi. I’m fine.” Me, suspicious, interrupted.
“Do you work here?”
“No.”
“Oh. Sorry.”
Then his friend called to him, “Hey, I think it’s over there.”
And the kicker: he was wearing a red shirt, too.
Where is a bona fide red-shirt when you need one?
-TimK
P.S. Okay, so maybe not quite as dangerous as I originally implied. But enjoy these red-shirted photos anyhow:
