This is one of the odder things that I have saw dealing with the paranormal, I was eighteen working at a waffle house it was a pretty normal Friday night. Mainly people grabbing a late dinner from hanging out with friends or running errands, a couple drunks and stoners and pervy old guys hanging around the top bar sharing personal stories, reading the paper and staring down the wait staff.
We had a pretty busy night and I had made some decent tips, it was 1:30am and I was cleaning my last table of the night getting ready to do my shift change work when my cellphone buzzed in my pocket. I quickly stepped into the storage room and checked it to find a text from my roommate saying she wasn't going to be picking me up because she was hanging out with her boyfriend and got a little too tipsy to drive but that our friend Jake said he would come get me after he got off from his shift at Wal-Mart. I thanked her for letting me know text Jake and told him I would just meet him there seeing that it wasn't too far of a walk maybe a mile and I needed to get a few things anyway.
I finished everything up and finally clocked out, changed my clothes (I HATE smelling like food and grease so I always packed an extra pair) and headed out. I was taking the back road leading behind a strip of restaurants and small shops trying to avoid the main highway as long as I could. Sure it was a little after 2:00 and there wasn't much traffic but I wasn't going to risk it considering drunks were usually still out and about around that time and there were sidewalks for the majority of the way seeing that it was part of the older section of town so it was a little safer.
I had just about made it to the round about meaning I would soon be closer to the main highway when I heard the distinct sound of clicking high heels on a sidewalk. I looked around wondering who in the world would be out walking at that hour, specifically in heels. When I didn't see anyone I decided to back track a little bit to check it out. I was just about to round the corner between two restaurants when I saw her!
A tall, red curly haired young woman in a blue short dress and a denim jacket, black high heels, I stopped in my tracks and just stared. She looked back at me with a cold stare but her facial expression seemed blank. She seemed like she was having a hard time staying on her feet swaying a little bit like she was drunk or something." Are You just going to stand there and gawk or are You buying?" I looked around expecting to see someone behind me but of course nobody was there.
"Nah, I'm good", I said quickly and started to walk away.
"What am I not good enough for ya," she yelled after me.
I turned around and asked if she needed help. "Yeah, let them know that this is not who I want to be, Let who know I asked."
She started to walk away and I quickly followed asking, "who am I supposed to tell"
"Anyone who will listen," she called over her shoulder blowing a clumsy kiss and vanished into thin air like a genie in a cartoon movie without the cheesy smoke of course.
I remember feeling so sad when she vanished, I never got her name but at least I have a chance to share what she asked me to without sounding totally nuts.