a stranger walks up to me, she's the manager of some centre where a client i work with spends his days, i don't know her but she says to me,' did you fill out this form?'
'yeah,' i say all kinda guilty, obviously i've made a fundamental mistake somewhere.
'it's really good, you have some excellent ideas.'
'oh thanks,' i say getting ready to run away.
'but your handwriting is very interesting.'
'yeah sorry, it's a scrawl.'
'it's spartan.'
i look at her, did i hear her correctly?
'you know the spartans,' she says.
'yeah they were a warrior creed, greek, pretty ruthless society, an island of killing machines.'
she says my hand writing is spartan handwriting. she has studied the spartan culture and they had a certain style they were trained to write in.
'well i have lived in sparta in a past life.' i say nonchalantly, as is my way with these things.
'yes it is obvious to me,' she adds.