Superheroines for a day
Princess Perilous and Ultra Lady find out what it's like to be supersheroes for
a day
Maybe it was the empowering and inspiring story of Terrifica, the superheroine
in NY, perhaps it was to make our surveys seem more legit, or could it just have
been a good excuse to dress up in capes, incognito? For all these reasons and
more, my friend Princess Perilous and I, Ultra Lady, decided to go out
superheroine-style and hand out surveys to Clevelanders on the street, to find
out how the general public really feels about caped crusaders. Due to our hectic
schedules, we were only able to try out our new identities for an hour or so,
but managed to get 45 surveys filled out and pick up lots of interesting
comments from passersby
Initially, we had hoped to take out superlady roles to the next level: helping
old ladies across the street, assisting small children in search of their
parents, that kind of thing. Once we entered the public sphere however, it
became clear that such actions might get us beat up rather than garnering
gratitude. Many parents with small children shot us alarmed looks and pulled
their youngsters in the opposite direction. Can't say I blame them, really: with
our brightly colored tights, hot pants and black wigs we sort of resembled the
Power Puff Girls' delinquent older sisters. During our first five minutes on the
street, a carload of guys drove by, yelling Hey, superman! as we approached our
first survey filler-outer: a nice woman with two little dogs.
At first we drew a large crowd of teenage and twenty-something guys (they
just love a girl in uniform, it seems) but soon we were busy accosting all kinds
of passers-by, including lots of lady friends ranging in age from 14 to 55. We
had planned to make our way down the street two blocks to the Arabica
coffeehouse, but got so swamped with super lady fans halfway there that we ended
up staying put for at least half an hour -- employees from the nearby art supply
store and coffe shop even ran out to fill out surveys while they worked. We met
all sorts of interesting people: a drunk guy who engaged us in conversation
about being a superhero day and for several minutes, a lady selling newspapers
to support the homeless who couldn't stop laughing and well, you'll get the idea
when you read some of the selected survey profiles from our applicants as soon
as they're online. Overall, the experience was some hilarious dress-up fun.
Nonetheless, it was
quite a relief to get home, peel off my turquoise tights and slip on my old
comfy corduroy pants. If dressing like a superhero is so tiring, how do they
find time to save the world?
Origin:
http://freewilliamsburg.com/super_survey.html