Frida Kahlo

So this happened about 6 months ago.  Dupont Circle.  Cerca 9:00 pm.  Eastern Standard Time.  Brisk winter night.  I have about half an hour to kill before a holiday party.  Hmph, whatever shall I do?  Well, I'll just walk up and down the same block of Connecticut Avenue.  On my 2nd lap, I get stopped.  By a homeless man.  He says, "I know those eyebrows."

"What?"

"I've seen those eyebrows before!"

"Huh?"

"Your eyebrows!"

"Um, thanks?"

I scurry away.  I start doing laps around Dupont Circle, instead of on Connecticut Ave.

4 months later.  11:45 pm.   I'm walking to the metro after a gluttonous evening of working at Mr. Yogato.  I turn, and am about to begin my descent into the dark abyss that is the Dupont South metro station.  There's a man standing by the top of the escalator.  As I pass him, he says, "I know those eyebrows!"

"What?"

"I've seen those eyebrows before!"

"Uh, ok."

Same man.  Same eyebrows.