In honor of Mamma Kat's Writer's Workshop I have decided to tackle prompt #4:
Who first told you that it’s not nice to stare? Write about a time you stared when you maybe shouldn't have, or a time when someone stared at you.
Also, since this week's Spin Cycle is a free spin, I thought I would spin it up a bit as well and "turn it on it's head"…
I heard it said that if you are in a stand off with a mean looking dog to stare it down and wait for it to turn its head away. Once they do, you have the upper hand and can safely walk away. Armed with this misinformation I took this knowledge one step further and came up with eye daubing.
What I would do is stare straight at someone and wait for eye contact. They say the eyes are the window to the soul and it is that thrill that you get when you make eye contact with them. Most of the time when they happened to make eye contact with me across the room they tended to look away out of embarrassment— I then felt to myself that I had the upper hand and had won.
However… all of my eye daubing was when I was a young and stupid adolescent. I think I finally stopped when I realized that someone may just continue to make eye contact with me, walk straight up to me and slap me silly.