Sunday, February 29, 2004
Is it me? Do I exude such a brilliantly charismatic personality that people invariably find themselves drawn to me against their will? Or are people just major freaks and like to mess with me?
I stopped by CompUSA to do the homework V assigned me: go play with some laptops to get the feel of the weight and of the keyboard setup. Easy, huh? I got to play with some keyboards, but they all felt the same to me. And I couldn't lift any of the laptops because they were all locked down and there were no salespeople around. But... there was another customer there who seemed to enjoy following me from one laptop to another. And not just trailing after me, but actually standing right behind me, looking over my shoulder the entire time. After this happened for about three laptops, I gave up and left.
Went food shopping and the same thing happened in the meat section. Ugh.
Dropped by the bookstore to pick up a magazine. And wouldn't you know it? Argh! Little harmless me, minding my own business, waiting in line for the cashier. Some guy walks toward me and for some reason or other, forgets to put on the brakes. If I hadn't sidestepped towards the lady in front of me (my face was practically against her coat), he would have crashed right into me. Grrrrr. I admit, the circumference of my personal bubble fluctuates depending on who the person is, but strange men? Oy. No. Just no. No matter how many ways I tried to shift or step away to increase the space between us, the guy was tethered to me. And wouldn't you know it, today was the day all the cashiers decided to take their sweet ass time just to spite me. *sobs*
On the way back to the apartment, I went to the student center to pick up my mail and grab a bite to eat. While waiting for my food, this guy skips the line and stands right beside me even though I was still being helped. Dude. Right next to me? I don't know you! And then he had a little kid running around behind me. Umm... I'm hoping it was just a case of over-eagerness to get his food and the lack of understanding of the concept of a waiting line, than a search for a new mommy. *shudder*
Luckily, no one sniffed me. (Phew) And I look like crap today. (*mourns the hair*) So what gives?
I'm safe at home now. Turned on the TV, flipped some channels, and landed on a repeat of the Spirit Awards, right before Bill Murray won Best Male Lead. Impeccable timing, huh? So now I'm confused. Is it a Good Day or a Bad Day?
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