« on: August 24, 2012, 05:36:36 PM »
So today like any other day I went to Chipotle before work (this was like an hour ago) to get myself a burrito like I typically do. I'm standing there in line when I notice the lights on the wall shifting, indicating somebody has opened the door and walked in. I glance behind me and what strolls in is this super cute little red head with cut off shorts and a spaghetti strap shirt. After this quick glance I turn back around as I should and kind of just go about my business. Suddenly one thing I'm noticing is that she's standing pretty close behind me, close enough that I can see her in my peripheral vision. She wasn't absolutely disgusted by me. Now this next part needs a little explaining I guess: One neat consequence of being a lonely weirdo for as long as I have been is that you tend to lose petty things like a sense of shame. You don't have to put on airs when people have the lowest possible expectations of you. One manifestation of that is sometimes I'll dance a little in public when the mood strikes me. Nothing crazy (unless "Its Not Unusual" comes on and then I will often go full Carlton for a minute) but the beat of the music in there was nice so I was kind of swaying and stepping with it. Next thing I know, SHE'S stepping and swaying with it in harmony with me while fucking with her phone (I was also fucking with my phone reading fark but mostly for the ability to stealth creep) We get up to the line and I don't know if you guys are familiar with their layout but the line will usually go straight from the door and then bend at the food counter thing. Usually at that junction will be a huge, tacky wooden Aztec god-thing and I took a second to glance up at it. As my eyes turn forward again I notice in my peripherals that she kind of slinks forward and to the wall which would have placed her right in my view. Its kind of an unnecessary move. There was nobody behind her and all that did was put her in a corner. And so you know what I did about all this? Nothing. I ordered my food, paid for it and then left (while accidently grabbing way too many fucking napkins). I did however do my best impression of a villain from an Ashley Judd movie and kind of lingered in my car in the parking lot to watch her leave and she got into a van with some dude so maybe it meant nothing but I didn't talk to her or anything or find out for myself. I'm not necessarily posting this for a pity party. This is usually one of those things that if somebody posted would just lead to them being made fun of and in this instance I'm glad of that fact. I'm posting this to feel the sting of shame I rightfully deserve for being a giant pussy. I'm probably reading way far too much into it like a crazy person, though.