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September 2007 - Page 2
Silent Movie Anomaly
by Martin
In the summer of 1985, I had a second job at a self-serve gas station in Mission Viejo, California. I was sitting inside my little booth just daydreaming and staring at the concrete pillar and gas pumps directly in front of me when an older gentleman approached my booth from the right. I watched him walk directly toward me and run through all of the motions of paying for fuel in advance, as I've seen hundreds of people do before him, except that there wasn't any sound at all coming from him. It was like watching a silent movie. I even remember my ears pressurizing like they would when you're on an airplane. I could hear the noise of the cars passing the gas station very clearly at the intersection to my right, but I could not hear any of the normal noises that people made as they walked up to pay for gas. I thought that maybe the traffic noise was just drowning out any noise he might have been making.
Anyway, this old guy places some money in front of me and says something to me (I can see his mouth moving directly in front of me, but no sound is coming out), but I don't hear what it was. When I speak up and say, "I'm sorry, sir, I didn't hear you," the old man angrily turned around and shouted, "Twenty dollars on number 9!" and then walked off. I remember being stunned that there was no sound coming from this guy at all until he shouted back at me. It was almost like somebody just turned up the stereo knob on this guy and I could hear him clear as a bell.
A few seconds after he walked away, I saw him walking back exactly as he did before. I mean it was like someone hit rewind or skipped back to the previous scene on a DVD movie. I was so blown away by what was happening that when the man mouthed the same request as before I still could not hear him. I guess I was in shock or something. I said the exact same thing as before to him: "I'm sorry, sir, I didn't hear you," and he did exactly and said exactly what he said before and then walked off. That was when I noticed the noise from outside my booth slowly returning to normal, like I was depressurizing or something. It still gives me chills to think about it 22 years later.
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