These Girls Don’t Even Know The Name Of My Band

Its a long one, rich with insight and excitement….even some intrigue…

Enjoy

So…..I am at the public library. Which means I stopped for an energy drink on my way here. And that also means once here I walk past a police officer or two and a unique blend of people. It is the library afterall…

I took the pic of the hat after a truly bizarre (but because I live the life-I have learned that what is “norml” for me is not for many others)interaction series of events. Let me share them with you.

Gas station.
“Hey man….you seem cool….whats your insta”
-me: uh yeah sure….gumballhead_dot_com
“Bet-aight man imma check u out”
-me: get to car “1 new follower”
……sweet

Officer(s) in parking lot
“Sir, can you come here for a moment”
-me: shit….what did i do?
“What is that smell….is that you?”
-me: checking all my boxes inside my head: no reason to be nervous…no reason? Right-nope-seriously no reason…<self reassurance with sniff check> my wife would snuggle me….so fresh so clean!
“<male officer>is that your cologne? <female officer> is that dolce?”
-aeropostle spray deodorant lol. (Wasnt sure if i did something i didnt realize i did, or if i didnt know i done did something that woukd done did me in)
“What do you do? Ive seen you here a few times”
-me: im a life coach. Here scan my watch, link is in bio.
“Cool, you gonna be here a while? Can i stop and chat”
-me: one better, heres my number (gives business number) call anytime. Share with department.
-sgt walks up-
“Hey mr Gumball Head sir. . .”
Female officer blinks….looks at partner, sarge, me and then ground
“Give em ur flyer?”
-me: point at watch
“Ah, link in bio…..chat with him….hes interesting”
<female> yessir

Unassuming nod as we all part ways….

Librarian
“Oh hi erick, hoe are you”
“Wow! That was very nice to hear….”
My real name, from a colleague feels good too. Tara youre awesome, and enjoy the compliment in return for yourself. Just between you and me (and my wife of course!).

“Been busy lately havent seen you”
Casual convo as we walk
“Yep, gettin 1 on 1 time and wrapping up the book”
She stops mid stride….
“That mean we wont see you?”
Almost sad…but understanding
“Quite contrary-i have a fiction book in the works too. Ill be back for signing and for sure after that”
Open phone in room
1 new follower….facebook gbh

Restroom foyer
“Fucking weirdo”
-me: intrusive thoughts abound….realizing he was talking to me…not understanding why…
I pee-then i see the mirror….
My hat…
Oh my shit!
My hat….but Im not embarassed at all.
Because this forced me to interact with people I typically avoid. And I enjoyed it
ORGANICALLY!

I didnt know the guy at gas station was further curious after asking which beer to buy.
I gave solid advice THEN i said i havent drank in a while…..so these would be safe bets for me

Cops asking if it was me that smelled. It was….but not vodka, weed, piss….no reason to be nervous

The librarian, keen to my life coaching business, the sgt and knowing my from past conversations…

THIS FUCKIN WEIRDO GUY! ….the one that the missing tooth dude with crazy hair….said weirdo to.

Youre right……I am….I AM a weirdo. And as I wrapped my conversation with Tara, she had learned…..that it isnt always about the information….its translatoon through insight.

My name is Erick Boulter and I am a REAL LIFE coach. Not a life coach…..a real life, life coach. Not clinical paint by numbers bullshit. Real life.

Link in bio