I was assigned to watch my back. That's it just watch my back. Hmmm, how am I going to sit there and consciously watch my back at all times? Watching your back is something you do with out even knowing your doing it. It's a protection reflex that I would assume we all learned through out the years. With this assignment I decided to go a different route, instead of watching my back all week I came up with a new accessory to watch your back. I took the concept of the rear view mirror. A rear view mirror is used to watch behind you while driving, but what can you used to look behind you while walking? That is my invention, the rear view mirror for purses and book bags. The thought is to attach a mirror to the shoulder strap of a bag. The mirror should sit sightly forward so the person is able to look into it with out leaning their head too far back. The mirrors come with optional light which would be hooked up to a battery inside the bag. Each mirror should be customized to match each bag it goes of. For instance if a girl is wearing a blue Coach purse, the rear view mirror should be blue, and if Coach would put their name on the accessory then it should have the coach logo as well.
The purpose of this invention is to protect yourself. While walking on the streets a person never knows when they are going to be approached. With this invention you'll know what someone is approaching you from the front and from the behind.
Picture soon to come!
Thursday, March 29, 2007
I know this is not an assignment but the other day I decided to wander around the city after class on a beautiful day. As I walked down Walnut Street I just took in all the sights, with no time restrictions, it was nice. I came across a venue with this sign above it and I immediately grabbed for my camera to take a picture. I am not now, nor have I ever been a dancer, or even into dancing. So what is the purpose for my blog name, and what done this saying mean? Well to me this saying is a huge part of my life. I originally got it off of my favorite television show, That 70's Show. In an early episode the "gang" goes to a night club and the main character Eric can't get in until the end of the night when he finally convinces the bouncer. After they get home from the night club, Eric and Donna have some tension between each other, but that all goes away as soon as she says "Shut up and Dance!" Ever since I saw this episode I have used the saying in my own life to break any tension I maybe encountering with somebody. To me the saying is a way to look at life, whenever life gets too out of control, don't complain about it, just Shut up and Dance, and problem you had will go away for at least that minute.
Thursday, March 1, 2007
When first assigned this task, I immediately had a bad feeling about it. To me following a person with out their knowledge is completely creepy, and a bit illegal. The idea of my grade was more intense than my scene of pride, so I sucked it up. I e-mailed another student from the class to see if he wanted to join me in the assignment. In class we were told we could have people follow us, following people, and this is what we did. We started in front of our class room and Jayme picked who he was going to choose first. The choice process was strictly random. We picked a side and a direction and the next person to pass on that side would be the person we followed. In Jayme's case the first person we picked had majorly long legs and a normal walk for him was a sprint for us. Next we knew he was out of sight. So we picked a new object to follow. The next person lead us to Reading Terminal, where we decided to get some lunch. After lunch it was my turn to follow. Starting right outside of the Reading Terminal I hunted out who I was going to follow. I found my man the same way Jayme found his, the next person that walked on a certain side of me at a certain time. The first person to cross was this man with what looks like luggage. He was wearing brown pants and a black jacket, which seemed to clash together a little bit. Maybe he was an out of towner of a business man to have the rolling bag that was in his left had. He was average height, and not overly attractive of a man. I was able to follow him for about a block and a half. He seemed to be in a major rush. He flew down the street with the wheeled bags following behind him. By the time I reached this light (above) it had already turned red. I had no choice but to stop, unless I wanted to be admitted into the hospital for tire tread marks. So I decided it was about time to pick another person to tail. This man was tall and good looking, I was a little happy the other man was in a rush. Nicely dressed in a business suit, it was obvious this man was either going to work, or had some kind of business meeting. He didn't walk too fast so I was able to choose how close I actually wanted to get to him.
I followed him for a while, and he never seemed to catch on to the idea that he was being followed. When we got to our starting point we struggled to figure out if we should continue or go home, we decided to figure out exactly where this man was going. Finally he reached his destination!
When he reached Republic First Bank, I wondered what his job was there, if he liked it, if he had his own office. We went through the idea of going inside, but with my strong morals against this project in the first place held me back from actually entering the building. We decided it has been a long day and we should probably wrap it up. So in the end, I have documented my first stalking experience.