The Etch-A-Sketch

etchasetchas[A] man on the subway sat across from me and I noticed him staring at me from Union until Finch station. He was also using an Etch-a-Sketch. Whenever I see someone with an old toy, I am reminded to perhaps bring my 1989 Nintendo Gameboy on board some time and catch the attention of a dashing older fellow or lady who could relate to the black and white (or rather, olive green) screen.

Taking public transit has put forth an array of opportunities to intersect with the most interesting people that the city has to offer. I’ve met people of every personality and colour of the rainbow. For the most part, I have observed. Interacting and engaging with some interesting characters can put me in awkward or inescapable situations. For example, the one I found myself in at this point in time.

At Finch Station, the man showed me what he drew on his Etch-a-Sketch. It was a very real-life, detailed picture of me!!! Too bad I had such a pouty introverted bitchface. If he told me, I would’ve flashed him my best smile.

Suddenly, he started twitching and the picture started to fade. I screamed (nicely) “STOP MOVING! I WANT TO TAKE A PICTURE!!” Taking over in me, was a 20-something that owned the insatiable desire to document everything on my smartphone, regardless of the severity of the situation. The man was actually having a seizure and I had to call for medical personnel to get him some help. So that kind of canceled out each other. At least I learned that people still use Etch-a-Sketch.

* Illustration by Cleopatria Peterson