hiding in plain sight

This evening, the Phenom and me dined in the company of a local philosopher and spouse. Philosopher and Phenom exchange thoughts from time to time. The Philosopher doesn't actually earn his living via philosophy, but rather by being a slum lord. Go figure.

Any way, throughout the evening of pleasant chit-chat, I was aware that the Philosopher was trying to look at me without appearing rude. I'm pretty sure his internal dialogue was something along the line of "you know, there's something not quite right, but I can't put my finger on what it is . . . "

I'm pretty sure Philosopher and spouse discussed it on the drive home.

I used all my hiding in plain sight skills. I made mention of my "family" and my "hometown." I ate with knife and fork in proper hands. I used the napkin and took very human like sips of my drink. I was careful to not make eye contact very often.

Still, I can't help but wonder if the jig is up? Or, can I look forward to a life time of bizarre sexual requests or blackmail?